Unsaidfeelings Stories

Nayeon is an owner of a photo studio and she promised herself not to fall in love ever again. Mina is her ex, who chose career over love and left years ago. Yunjin is her wife, at least, that's what papers say. What happens when painful past collides with seemingly normal, almost happy, present? Please do not forget that this is a pure work of fiction. I do not wish to hate or be disrespectful to anyone.

The Quiet Parts of Me an open letter to the parts of me that stayed silent for too long. The Quiet Parts of Me is a collection of the words I never said, the feelings I learned to hide, and the quiet moments that held more than they should have. This is where the silence finally learns how to speak.

Aliyah Suzette Mercado believes that waiting has its rewards. She is a writer, but there's one story she just can't seem to finish, it's as if something is missing. A story left unwritten-much like her love for a man she met online who introduced himself as Zy. Though they never met in person, she slowly fell, not just for the man, but for the feeling of being seen, valued, and enough pero bigla na lang itong nawala. Walang paliwanag, walang paalam, parang bula, a love that was left unwritten. She doesn't know where the story is headed or if it will ever be given a beautiful happy ending. What if not every story needs to mirror the past? What if hindi sa lahat ng bagay nakatuon ang atensyon ni Ali sa kwento nilang dalawa? Is there still a second chance for a love that was once left unfinished - unwritten?

Random poems, random feelings, those odd days that overwhelms me.

A Letter For Mother- None specifically, but if the shoe fits then I hope you do not misunderstood... Mother.

To me poetry is an escape from reality or sometimes writing about reality.If you want to experience a world of gloominess then do read them.

Do you know what lies ahead when you look beyond your usual paths, beyond your usual routines and beyond your usual messy days? This story is about Kazuya, who finds a mystery world lurking around him this whole time when he try to look beyond his usual perspective for motivation after failing to get into his dream art school.

These are not poems. Not long stories. Just feelings. Honest ones. Raw ones. The ones we all hide behind tired eyes and fake smiles. This book is my diary - but maybe, it's also yours. If you've ever kept quiet when you wanted to scream, if you've ever held tears back until they drowned you silently, if you've ever smiled while breaking inside... Then open this. Read slowly. Maybe you'll find your voice in mine.

**Oscillate** *the moon was beautiful, but we never said it right* Damian Gallen Mahesa bertemu Sheinna Sivine Sagaras di kelas bahasa Jepang-tempat di mana mereka belajar memahami arti kata, tapi gagal memahami perasaan sendiri. Mereka berteman, tertawa, dan tumbuh dalam jarak yang terlalu dekat untuk disebut biasa. Satu malam, sebuah kalimat diucapkan dengan terlalu samar. *The moon is beautiful, isn't it?* Tak pernah benar-benar dijawab. Tahun-tahun berlalu. Damian pergi ke New York, membawa keyakinan bahwa waktu akan menunggu. Namun ketika ia akhirnya mengerti arti kalimat itu, Sheinna sudah tak ada. Karena tidak semua cinta hilang karena tak diucapkan. Sebagian hilang karena terlambat dimengerti.

never ending poems, written with feelings , and validating someone's rationale :))

A compilation of the thoughts and feelings I want to express or voice out but I can't, cause I'll never be heard.

Isang babaing nag ngangalang kaye facility smith ang nag enrolled sa isang universidad na nagngangalang unson university . ANg skwelahang kinatatakutan ng lahat. Dahil puro mga freak, bitch, bastard, at marami pang iba. Sa pag pasok niya sa paaralan na yun ay may makikilala siyang isang lalaking napaka arogante pero mag papatibok ng kanyang puso.

Once, they were inseparable until distance tore them clean apart. Now fate's got a sick sense of humor and shoves them back together, forcing them to work side by side like nothing ever happened. He's stoic. Controlled. By the book to a fault. She's reckless. Sharp-tongued. A walking middle finger to rules she never agreed to. They clash over everything, Choices, Morals, the past they refuse to name. Every conversation is a quiet war. Every look lingers half a second too long. There's a softness between them neither is willing to admit, because admitting it would mean admitting how deeply they once mattered... and still do. What they don't say hangs heavier than what they do. And the longer they pretend they're unaffected, the more dangerous it becomes. Tropes: Rebel x Stoic | Forced Proximity | Childhood bestfriends to estranged to lovers | Reunion Angst.

Silence speaks when the words can't.

Nakaranas ka na ba ng crush pero sa hindi mo inaasahan na sa kanya ka Pala mahuhulog. Pero Wala ka Naman nararamdaman sa kanya nung una mo sya nakita sa mantalang Ngayon Hindi mo alam may narandaman ka na sa kanya at hindi mo alam kung ano ang narandaman mo. kung paghanga lang ba o nahuhulog na sa kanya. Yan Tama ang iyong napuntahan na libro dahil ito Rin ang aking problema Ngayon at Hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko at Hindi ko Rin alam kung kailan ito nag simula. Pero ikwento ko sa Inyo aking istorya, At ako nga Pala si Akisha Fernandez I'm 17 years old and a grade 12 ict student at ako ang iyong main character dito. At ang hilig ko ay mag basa Ng mga libro syempre karamihan dun romance at marunong din ako mag drawing at a graduating student pa lang. At pag babasahin nyo ito story Ng kuwari iyong point of view para ma feel nyo hahaha. San nga ba ako mag start? Kung nakaranas mo na ano ginawa mo?

a poem dedicated to someone whom i can consider as the one. Disclaimer: I am not a professional writer. I accept criticism and willing to learn. If you ever spotted some mistakes, feel free to approach me and I will try my best to do great next time. ❤️

Pag-ibig, salitang kinababaliwan ng lahat. Yung iba nagtatagumpay sa buhay pag ibig nila. Yung iba naman sawi. Pero nasan ba ako sa dalawang yan? nagtagumpay ba ako o nasawi? Mahirap intindihin ang mga bagay na walang kasiguraduhan. Oo mahal ko siya pero mahal niya rin kaya ako? - Iris Jane Montero

We all had that one friend. The one we shared our tiffin with. The one we fought with over silly things... The one we thought would stay forever. But sometimes, life presses pause. The Crazy 5 were inseparable. Laughter, secrets, scribbled notes, friendship bands - Until jealousy, silence, and unsaid words drifted them apart. Years later, a dusty scrapbook unlocks old memories... and unfinished promises. ✨ A heartwarming story of school friendships, misunderstandings, and the little moments that never fade. Because some friendships don't break - they just wait.

This poem captures the quiet pain of a child who feels unseen and unaccepted by their own mother. Through repeated questions, it reflects confusion, emotional distance, and the deep longing for love and validation. Each line reveals a struggle between love and hurt, ending with the most vulnerable question ,whether they were ever enough.