Warmth Stories

Not all broken things are lost, some are loved back to warmth. A Poetry Series exploring different stages of love and finding the hidden warmth in yourself. This wonderful cover is made by @LexunLunarix . An amazing person who co write this series with me is @desirsthings. I would like to thank them for helping me through this journey.

What happens when love feels more like a wound than a cure? They're tangled in promises they can't keep, feelings they can't hide, and the quiet disasters of growing up too fast. Some bonds will break, some will betray, and some will burn so deeply they'll leave nothing but smoke behind. This isn't just a love story-it's about the weight of choices, the beauty of fleeting moments, and the ache of realizing that sometimes the person who feels like home is the one you're never meant to stay with.

Thoughts of a lonely girl with a phone.

I am going to try and upload a poem a day.

This vacation was what Faye wanted more than anything. She couldn't ask for a better thing to do during her summer break. She and her brothers was finally together with their mother for an overses vacation. After how many years of being apart and not seeing each other, finally they were going to have sometime to themselves, but not even a day has passed since they arrived in europe and a problem welcomed them already. Faye was lost. While looking for her family, she meets a strange guy and manages to drag her with him when girls started to chase them. As soon as they managaed to get away from the girls that chased them, Faye discovers that the strange guy she was with was actually Nate Walters, a member of the rising boy band 'Crylitics' who are with no doubt the biggest boyband today, winning over millions of fans of their feet with their charm and talent. An unexpected twist of fate continue to join them together and help each other in ways they've never imagined.

Warmth in Winter is a youth event that has happened every year at Trinity United Methodist Church in Murfreesboro, TN. When I first heard about Warmth in Winter I did not know what it was. When I came to Youth in the seventh grade I was not ready for Warmth in Winter yet. By eighth grade I was playing basketball and decided that basketball was a lot more fun than Warmth in Winter. When ninth grade rolled around I decided once again that basketball was more important than Warmth in Winter. When tenth grade rolled around I was thinking about it over and over and finally decided to go to Warmth in Winter. That year was so awesome that I could not believe that I had decided that basketball was more important than Warmth in Winter! The music had inspired me to come back to Warmth in Winter and miss another basketball game! I think that I had it all backwards and I finally came to realize that God was more important than a basketball game! That next year I was having a lot more fun at Warmth in Winter than I was at a basketball game! When I went to Warmth in Winter in twelfth grade, I did not realize how much it meant to me but it meant a lot to me! I really think this has been one of the best experiences that I will ever run into! God made me a much cleaner person than I was before then! When the coronavirus hit about a month later after Warmth in Winter, I knew that I had made the right decision to go to Warmth in Winter! I just want to thank Sheryl Mabry (our youth pastor) and the other helpers for helping all of us at Warmth in Winter! I hope that my story has inspired you to follow me!

I keep my face impassive. I keep it as impassive as possible, giving absolutely nothing away. But inside I want him to see through it. I want him to see past the lies I'm telling like those guys in the movies. But this isn't a movie, bitch, my subconscious grumbles. She's furious at me for pushing Colton away. "Thanks for the flowers," I mumble, turning to leave. "Just give me twelve days," Colton calls out. ____________________ Heartbreak. That's life for Lisa Simmons. At least that was her life until she discovers that her lucky number is twelve. When she meets Colton Mason on December 12th (that's 12/12) she freaks out. Thinking perhaps she may have found her soulmate. And that thought becomes more accurate when Colton sends her a dozen roses. But she can't get over the heartbreak of her past. Inside, Lisa is still broken and feels she cannot trust anyone. Not even herself. Will this be the greatest love story of all time? Or will it be the greatest tragedy? Copyright©2015

Poems, poems, poems. One's unspoken words. A gift from the gods. The infinite ocean. A boundless orbit. A bleeding heart.

His winters were cold and lonely until she came along. She was a brilliant flame that melted away his cold exterior. She was warmth. COMPLETE! Cover made by @5amdaisy

In which Hiccup is stressed and nervous about becoming Chief of the village, and Toothless reassures and comforts his rider. (Contains Toothcup.)

Rhea was a princess. With glossy black hair and a bright happy smile, she used to rule. Now she's chained, her heart dark and bitter. Now she's inhumane. Will she be saved from her haunting memories?

Heyy guys. So this is the first time I write something here so it might not be that well but okay. So basically as the title says I'll try to write some poems. There might be some mistakes in my language since I'm actually German. Anyways... I hope somebody will read this and maybe feels understood. (I'll update whenever I have something new that pops up in my mind)

"I wish my life were like a time-lapse, gone in a few seconds" Her parents forget her... Her friend forgets her... She is forgotten... Until she forgets herself. Go follow my editor @DankMemeOnIPad

"Sister, what is family? do we have family before? are you our family now?" Said by those 2 pair of eyes that draws of the true innocent.Their sister, Cressida hestitate to answer their second question."well family is....." Cressida Belcher or her famous nickname, Cressie, the rich girl that lives in London and she only lives alone....her parents are busy working in another country.She just wants to feel the warmth of the family but no, none of her family would stay with her coz' they are busy with their jobs and conditions. Until she founds herself 2 pairs of siblings in the age of 7 years old in the middle of London city.Their names are Rachel and Millie.Rachel is a pure american girl while Millie is pure british.They were adopted by Cressie.What happened after they grow up? Will they still stay with her sister? The story plot originated by me, not copying others' stories.

Just a memory of autumn captured in a hot beverage. A short poem, or at least something poetry like, from someone who just loves to open her heart to this golden feeling.