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UNDENIABLE LOVE
I held her hand. I kissed her back. And for that one fleeting moment I felt something I haven't allowed myself to feel in years. But I shouldn't have. That kiss... that closeness... it was selfish of me. Because now, even if she doesn't know what it meant, I do. And I know how dangerous it is for both of us. So maybe if I pull away now, if I go cold, if I stop being the version of myself she's grown close to... maybe she'll move on. Maybe she'll think it was nothing. That it was all in her head. Because we're not too deep in yet. Not yet. If I do this now, maybe it won't hurt her as much. And me? Well... I'll try not to like her either. I'll try not to hold onto the memory of her laughter. Try not to remember the way her fingers felt on my cheek. Try not to wish I could go back to that night and feel her breath against mine one more time. I'll try. Because that's all I can do. It's not because she's not worth it. It's because she is. Too good. Too bright. Too kind for someone like me. And if pushing her away is the only way I can protect her from the wreckage that comes with loving me- Then I'll do it. Even if it means breaking my own heart in the process.![True Stories From My Terrible Love Life 2 [✓]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/169101300-256-k440384.jpg)
True Stories From My Terrible Love Life 2 [✓]
In this sequel, I expose all the hoes (including myself). Here are my experiences from college. Check out the first book! Not totally required, but it might save you from some confusion. [Started 3/9/19] [Completed 5/28/24] [#132 in Nonfiction -05/28/24] [#107 in True Story -05/28/24]Kumpleto
Hearts and Other Breakable Things
❝ sometimes love isn't exactly what we think it's going to be. ❞ hearts & other breakable things by cassidy smith [ started: 2019 - 2021 ] [ edited 2021 ]Kumpleto
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☾︎ 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚕 ☽︎ ~♡︎~ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 , 𝐰𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.....𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ✨𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗✨ ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ 🏅Rankings🏅 #1 in indianbooks🥇 #1 in armylove🥇 #1 in handsomeguy🥇 #1 in indianlovestory🥇 #1 in bullyingawareness🥇 #2 in wifey🥈 #2 in southindia🥈 ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 ✌︎ 𝐶𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 ☺︎︎ THIS STORY ONLY AND SOLELY BELONGS TO ME !!! ANY FORM OF PLAGARISM WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED !! DON'T COPY MY PLOTS !! I WON'T TAKE THEM EASILY !!Kumpleto
Markhyuck oneshots💚
[𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠] this is all a collections story I wrote in Archive Of Our Own (AO3)... hope u like it don't forget to vote💚💕 sorry for the bad grammar and typos (つ﹏⊂)Kumpleto
Book of Stuff
This is just a collection of things I like, and little things I'm into, or anything I feel like talking about in general..
Moments of Love
A collection of oneshots and short stories that come to me when I'm bored in class. (says completed but there will be more updates.)Kumpleto
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 ✔
𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚑 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝, 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ IT IS A VERY SIMPLE STORY WITH NO COMPLICATIONS AND TWISTS AND TURNS. THERE IS NO SERIAL LIKE DRAMA.Kumpleto
I held her hand. I kissed her back. And for that one fleeting moment I felt something I haven't allowed myself to feel in years. But I shouldn't have. That kiss... that closeness... it was selfish of me. Because now, even if she doesn't know what it meant, I do. And I know how dangerous it is for both of us. So maybe if I pull away now, if I go cold, if I stop being the version of myself she's grown close to... maybe she'll move on. Maybe she'll think it was nothing. That it was all in her head. Because we're not too deep in yet. Not yet. If I do this now, maybe it won't hurt her as much. And me? Well... I'll try not to like her either. I'll try not to hold onto the memory of her laughter. Try not to remember the way her fingers felt on my cheek. Try not to wish I could go back to that night and feel her breath against mine one more time. I'll try. Because that's all I can do. It's not because she's not worth it. It's because she is. Too good. Too bright. Too kind for someone like me. And if pushing her away is the only way I can protect her from the wreckage that comes with loving me- Then I'll do it. Even if it means breaking my own heart in the process.
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