ANECDOTE • #Wattys2019

ANECDOTE • #Wattys2019

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The soul danced and rejoiced on the melancholic music of its failure all alone in its jungle city and cried over the moon. It counted the stars, hoping someday all of it would be alright but then all the hopes were shattered as the nostalgic feeling haunted every night. It shattered and broke many a times so finally it got used to it but still it bleeds and it bleeds with simplicity, painfully, infinitely, so then in one of the loneliest hours of midnight in lack of a listening ear that it decided to pour all that into poetry and quotes and theories and paras and then came this. I hope you enjoy it! Give this book a try. This book consists of four parts. The chapters in this book are listed in a way as if they're speaking a tale with mere poetry. Each part is like a phase. #16 - untold (18/06/19) #12 - anecdote (13/07/19) #12 - untold (22/07/19) #05 - anecdote (22/07/19) The pictures used in the book and the illustration used in the cover does not belong to me. I got them from pinterest. Credits to the artists who created them. P.S. - They must be amazing.
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Twelve years ago, he drove away with my heart in his hands. I've moved on since then. Or so I thought. Growing up in a small town, there weren't too many options when it came to friends. But, even in a sea of a million, I'd always choose Jake Jameson. I felt safe with him. Safe with my secrets, my dreams and eventually - my heart. I thought we'd have forever together. That was a long time ago. I thought I'd forgotten those piercing blue eyes and the sound of his laugh. I tried to obliterate the memory of his touch from my mind. But, one single glance, as he stands at my door, twelve years later, and I'm suddenly transported back to a simpler time when love was easy, and my heart was whole. The problem? I'm marrying his best friend.

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