When We Start Chatting Each Other
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YuanFen
What we have is just now. As long as she loves me. As long as she wants to be with me. As long as there is 'we'. I love her! But the rainbow is not just a blend of vibrant and bright colors. It doesn't even stay for a long period of time-- just enough for us to see and in a fleet of time is gone, leaving us wondering if it's real. A rainbow doesn't have black and white. It wasn't just like that. Same as love. Same as us. There were times that i want to give her up. Not because my love did fade, rather, my love is too much. Too much that letting her go is the only option left for her to choose me without hesitation, without guilt, freed of lies. I want her to grow, to weigh things as it is. I want her to make me feel that being with me is her choice. I want her to realize that i am hers and that she have to surrender herself to me as well. I want her to love me because that is the way she feels and not because it was the safest way. Being with her is paradise. It was a mixture of colored pastel. It was too vibrant to explain. But at a sudden twist of downs and ups, we are shaking. Loving her has become my weakness. The weakening thought of losing her when I fuck up is too much to run me insane. I'm overreacting perhaps. But being with her, means walking in a narrow-road of heaven. There's no security, no assurance. One wrong move, and I'll be slipping away. Just in the never ending pain of darkness, of solitude, of self-struggle. Loving her has become my addiction. I couldn't get enough of it. But so they say, what's too much can cause harm. Maybe I'm loving her too much that she finds it hard to breathe when i'm around. But yes, it is just a wishful thinking; things that I'll surely not going to say to her because i will never ever earn the courage to say so. We are just nothing but a 'fateful coincidence.'
Serendipity (ProfessorxStudent) (Ferreira Series#2)
You are my Serendipity. I wasn't searching for you. I'm not expecting you. But I'm glad I met you. Falling for you was totally different. It was reciprocated, celebrated, and appreciated. You made me feel something I haven't feel before. Whenever I see you, I get this feeling of relief. You became my crying shoulder, the first one to notice if I'm not okay. I showed you my darkest parts but instead of running away, you just hugged me tighter. You calmed my mind, you healed my heart, and you gave me the love and peace I never had.Complete
Deep Dreams
"I'll forever be grateful beacuse I met you, thank you for visiting me" - Exel "I can't....don't"-Trixianilei Completed MarengChim 🌹Complete
...I'm Always Be Yours...
Its never too late to make you happy, even if there is no enough time,just for you to witness how our child grow up....how I really miss you my love, ...My Wife..Complete
I Love You, Prof.
I feel so indecisive What should I do? Without you is hell Uncertainty is all I feel How am I supposed to accept, The bitter fact That no matter what we do We're not meant to be? It's you - my forbidden happiness This love tears me into pieces.Complete
Missing Piece
Since the day that we bumped at each other, that's also the day that I felt this unexplainable feelings towards you. - LouiseComplete![Doctor Who? [BOOK 1] COMPLETED](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/35065250-256-k286128.jpg)
Doctor Who? [BOOK 1] COMPLETED
Patience, they say... Good things come to those who wait, they say... To say that one waits a lifetime for their soulmate to come around is a paradox. We eventually get sick of waiting. And what I did? I took a chance on someone and by the art of commitment become soulmates... Which takes a lifetime to perfect... And I never regret a single thing about it.Complete
Honne; Tatemae
"No! Stop!" I could see her fading silhouette. She keeps on walking away just like the way I dreamt of her every night. 'No! Please don't walk away. I need to see your face. I need to know your name. I need to find you.' But I know that it wasn't enough. If there's anything that she's good at, it is into dodging people away. "Please!?" I almost beg. "I need to see you. Just stop." I keep on running and chasing after her. But like in every dreams, she kept on slowly fading away. And I could feel the same emptiness within whenever I've dreamt of this. It starts with her fading hands. Like a human form that's painfully breaking into tiny crystallized pieces that's scattered into thin air, she's dissolving in an incredibly fast-paced. "No. Please don't!" I could feel the tears that's running down on my cheeks as I try to grab her fading hand. "No! No!" As if there's a heavy rock on my chest, my breath starts to heave. I could feel the hollow emptiness within and the contradictory feeling of being crushed beneath.Complete
What we have is just now. As long as she loves me. As long as she wants to be with me. As long as there is 'we'. I love her! But the rainbow is not just a blend of vibrant and bright colors. It doesn't even stay for a long period of time-- just enough for us to see and in a fleet of time is gone, leaving us wondering if it's real. A rainbow doesn't have black and white. It wasn't just like that. Same as love. Same as us. There were times that i want to give her up. Not because my love did fade, rather, my love is too much. Too much that letting her go is the only option left for her to choose me without hesitation, without guilt, freed of lies. I want her to grow, to weigh things as it is. I want her to make me feel that being with me is her choice. I want her to realize that i am hers and that she have to surrender herself to me as well. I want her to love me because that is the way she feels and not because it was the safest way. Being with her is paradise. It was a mixture of colored pastel. It was too vibrant to explain. But at a sudden twist of downs and ups, we are shaking. Loving her has become my weakness. The weakening thought of losing her when I fuck up is too much to run me insane. I'm overreacting perhaps. But being with her, means walking in a narrow-road of heaven. There's no security, no assurance. One wrong move, and I'll be slipping away. Just in the never ending pain of darkness, of solitude, of self-struggle. Loving her has become my addiction. I couldn't get enough of it. But so they say, what's too much can cause harm. Maybe I'm loving her too much that she finds it hard to breathe when i'm around. But yes, it is just a wishful thinking; things that I'll surely not going to say to her because i will never ever earn the courage to say so. We are just nothing but a 'fateful coincidence.'
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