Истории Unsent

An unsent crush carries countless unsent messages. Max Chance has no idea that Kira Moretz has been story-telling through messages that were never sent. Could her crush ever turn into something more or will it just leave her crushed? Only the unsent messages can tell. One girl, multiple messages, one strong crush. ❋❋❋❋ #299 in short story *needs editing* Copyrighted by KinderKari© Cover by: thebluekasia

❝That's the thing about scars: they ought to be burned in the sun.❞ || a shoebox of letters and a slice of dead sunlight ||

A space for letters written without thinking. Some unfinished, some never meant to be sent. Sometimes the most meaningful connections are the ones that never ask for more than what they are.

Just a book where I share my random 2 a.m. thoughts. No fiction, no drama, just raw, unfiltered, deep thinking. If you're made of the same quiet chaos, then maybe this is for you.

Serendipity is a playful pixie. Looking for someone who will fill your empy heart is not simply found by random picks or even cherry-picks. Sometimes the wind blows in a strange direction where you won't presume to fall in. Along the millions of sent love letters, the reality lights your way, seeing yourself embracing the mist of rhapsody hereafter with the half piece of your heart. This is my story.

Unsent Messages for life Poetry Message for a daily living Unsaid feelings Thousand of thoughts Plagiarism is a crime punishable by law

An usent message to someone very special.

Letters that I cannot dare to send so I keep them instead.

Chate's P.O.V.

This is a thing I thought of and so im doing it. The context is you the reader is getting mini messages from someone. (Based of the unsent messages project.Not my idea)

Letters to the people I miss... Letters that they will probably never be able to read... Things I wish I could say but now I can't 💔 Note: No real names are mentioned only nicknames for their own privacy and protection.

A collection of letters written that were never sent to the one who got away, from the person who lost them.

And I give forever to touch you, finally ending the ache of almost.

messages i should have sent but didn't ♡

Addressed to "Autumn" these pages hold what was never spoken aloud: the longing, devotion, regret and the quiet grace of letting go. Each letter is a confession wrapped in poetry, tracing the anatomy of a love shaped by stolen moments, cruel timing and tenderness that refused to fade. Unsent is not a story of bitterness. It is a collection of love letters of memory, of honesty and of the beauty of loving deeply even when it costs you everything.

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Because we all have unsent letters.......

Have you ever written letters that were never delivered to someone you love? Letters that are bound to trash because everything inside is unsaid thoughts for the one you love.

What you can do to more consistently remind yourself of that place you both have had a memory experience? I saw where we were first private and the other spot we were at when I originally acknowledged you were something uniquely great to me. The road you would pick me up drops me home that generally helps me to remember you, where we had our most memorable battle, lastly the last spot we saw one another. This was the spot we expressed farewell at. Everything appeared as though a major dream, similar to the recollections were something my brain had made up. It was peculiar seeing these spots now. That regardless of how long has passed, or the distance away you are, or how much my life has changed from that point forward, these spots are still there and haven't transformed the slightest bit. It felt so bizarre being within the sight of these spots and not being there as a result of you. Now and again I envy since we got to abandon everything. We are apart from the place where we created our beautiful memories now this beautiful place, reminds me of us I wonder if the things that reminds me of you "thus this place asked me, "does this melody help you to remember him?' giggled on the grounds that, indeed, Indeed everything does.