Historias de Toyou

She was born from chaos, kept alive by the noise-until he arrived and stilled the storm. In his silence, she felt seen. In his presence, she became. But love, like all fragile things, expired without warning. Now, with nothing left but breath and unsent words, she writes-to remember, to mourn, to survive. Genre: Epistolary Poems © 2022 by maxlilies (Kylie Anne Gida)

A note to random people or maybe even strangers- 120720 (on going)

letters to you, from the unspoken thoughts of mine that failed to reach out to you.

♥poems♥ collection of her wishful thinking. what she thinks he wanted to say. what she wants to hear from him. so she can calm her mind for a bit. 010120

"You did not care if I drowned in your waters because it was not only you that became cold, it was your heart." ~To you; The Cold. To You is a series of analogies written to describe my experiences with overcoming heartbreak.

a poem upto every person out there who is an introvert. who doesn't show but is scared and fragile. This is dedicated to the people who pretend to be made of iron , but only to protect them from the world. I hope you guys like it. thanks for reading 💜

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭.

An open letter to you.

x, an unknown variable. letters to x.

I met you so long ago, we were toxic, like chemicals that threaten to spill and cause my skin to melt. The wound already healed and you already forgotten, but one dream might awaken the thought I never thought to bring back. Is this the image I like to keep of you and forget everything you did, the pain you caused not greater then the love I felt? Will this be a sign you love to interpret or my last message as I leave the thoughts of you behind me forever? <3 Very much targeted

i can't tell them.. but i can say it here, at least.

Cresieia Sylien, academic achiever since elementary, competitive na sanay na nakukuha ang mga gusto niya. Sanay siya na sa kung ano man ang gawin niya mananalo at mananalo siya, pero may isa lang siyang hindi gustong ginagawa, sports. She loathes sports because of her incapability to do it. She swears to herself not to involve herself in any sport related stuff. Kaso nga lang ang crush since first year high school ay isang athlete. Too much for hating sports ei? She writes poetries, he smashes the racket. She aims for the medal, he aims for the trophy. She aims for the knowledge, he aims for the glory.

Poems of love - the beauty of love. A glimpse into my inner world, where love lives in all its forms: Physical, mental, emotional. Love seen, love smelled, love tasted, love felt - The way of love, the meaning of love. May this inspire you and fill your heart with flutters and warmth. All pictures and poems are by me. With that said, enjoy <3

From the ashes of what we were, I left behind this letter a trace of something that refuses to die quietly. Maybe it's a confession. Maybe it's a ghost. Either way, if you ever find this, you'll know it was always meant for you.

This one is to someone in particular.

"If it doesn't hurt, its not love" zineb_zaafour

Hyacinth lives by careful choices - careful words, careful silences and carefully built spaces. Her life is steady, intentional, and shaped by what she chooses not to revisit. When someone familiar returns as a stranger, she is asked to stand at the edge of what once was and what can never be again. As she lends her hands to building a future that no longer belongs to her, Hyacinth must decide what truths deserve a voice and which must remain buried.

To the loves of my high school life.

This book doesn't have a cover, but I don't really care. If ya wanna judge a book by it's cover, be my guest. - This book is about lovers, honestly. I mean, it is called "To You", duh. - I'm making this book for a few reasons. One being, I don't have my phone, therefore I can't post on Instagram, especially since I don't have a Windows 10 computer. Two is that I'm a sad human being, and I need someone or a form being this book to help me get over her, or at least take some stress off of me. - I hope you enjoy! [Has MILD LANGUAGE in it]