Writteninverse Stories

"Something about the way he laughs, The way he smiles, Makes me wish I could be right there smiling too. It makes me wish I could be the one making him smile, Telling him jokes, And making him laugh. But I shouldn't, And I don't. Because Boys don't do that to Boys. At least, That's what I've been told." Or, A sad little story about a closeted Minho and his sad little love for Jisung. (Cross posted on AO3, under the same name)

three brothers. vengeance. brotherly rivalry turns to hate.

this won't do well, i know, but i love poetry and writing in verse. here's a few i've written

A woman is running, running from suspicion. After her mother suddenly dies and people begin talking, she begins to run. The woman visits the Isle of Wight to settle in the North. Scotland. She might be in the North, but she still has a reminder of a fight affecting her relationship with her family. Heading North, she's found her peace, and the woman feels now it's too late to return to England, yet she wants to wipe the slate clean and start new. She's tried sending emails, she's tried sending texts, and in the end, she wonders if a letter would get through the door of the South. Will it work? Who knows?

HESITATION: the action of pausing or hesitating before saying or doing something. **************************************** This is a story in which a person named Emily fails to confess to Rose before she commits suicide. Cover made my anonymousmlpfan