Slowly Falling [Editing]

Slowly Falling [Editing]

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., août 1, 2019
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His actions, his words, his text, all sent her Slowly Falling... She believed all his excuses, all the little white lies. He manipulated her, she was brainwashed. She dismissed all warnings about him and didn't believe what her friends told her about him. This young teenager goes through a very confusing, dysfunctional, and failing relationship. She expresses all of her thoughts, feelings, rants, as well as actions of the relationship in her journal entries. *Sneak peaks of some of the covers are posted in my other book "Story Covers". Check them out to see what is coming!* #134 in #poetrybook Little self-promo: I make free story & media/ chapter covers, so message me for details. [AN: I will update as much as I can, at least once a week. I hope you enjoy! ]
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"What does it mean to love someone who doesn't love you back? To wait, to hope, to wonder if love can change the way the stars align?" This is not just a story,it's a journey. A raw, intimate recollection of love that bloomed in silence, of moments that lingered too long in the spaces between friendship and something more. It's about patience, about the ache of wanting, and the quiet magic of the unexpected. But this isn't a tragedy. This is a love story. A story of persistence, of quiet longing turned into something real;of two souls finding their way to each other against all odds. Some love stories are loud, written in fireworks and grand gestures. This one was whispered..written in stolen glances, unsaid words, and the kind of love that waits. If you've ever loved, lost, or wondered what it means to hold on-this is for you.

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