"It's Complicated"
- Reads 1,203
- Votes 11
- Parts 2
Ongoing
Last published Wed, Feb 19, 2025
According to Aristotle, "Happiness depends on ourselves."
It must be true, right?
But maybe not for me, because there's nothing I can call my own...
I was ready to give up everything, buried, and doom my mere existence.
Until I saw him...
A stranger under the beautiful night sky. As the moon shines so brightly, it reflects on his mysterious eyes. Then, I heard his voice followed by a sweet tune of his guitar...
In a blink of an eye, everything has changed.
I am Ayah Euphemia Villafuente, and this is the beginning of my story.
All Rights Reserved
#63
alone
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Always Have Been, Always Will Be | β
Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.Complete
I'M ALWAYS FINEβ (BOOK 1)
His last year will be worst as hell.... His quiet life will put in danger... His happiness will turn to sacrifices.... His life will be ruined... His difference makes him nobody from them... He's the toy of all... But... what if, when he wakes up he indeed one of them? Will he enter from their worlds? Will he sacrifice for his happiness? But what if...he falls in trap of love? Would he ready to sacrifice his happiness and face the consequences? How far would he will wait to bring back his beloved?... Love will TEACH you how to FIGHT.... but, Love will give you a REASONS to LET GO... I'M ALWAYS FINE.... by:lalalans_m start-4-20-2020 HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT... πππComplete
My High School Life
" Hope you'll find the genuine happiness and along with it, you will be able to forget all about me. " She said. I smiled bitterly. " After all, it was nostalgia. I wish, we could be that happy again. Hoping that you and me might be the greatest star and the inspiring heart 'til the end. " I said. It was the almost perfect night. The night sky with the twinkling stars and the moon with its light. But it was us that made the night imperfect. We may be there, but our hearts are miles away from each other. " I won't forget you. But thank you for letting me know my worth. Thank you for being the greatest lesson of my life. Goodbye...my heart. " It was the night full of luminous stars. It was the perfect night with the perfect moon. And it was the night I was totally torn apart.Complete
Emotions Of His Heart | βοΈ
|ππ’π¬ πππ«π’ππ¬ #π: ππ¦π¨ππ’π¨π§π¬ π¨π ππ’π¬ ππππ«π| "ππππ’'ππ ππππ ππ π ππ πππππ, πππ πππ ππ π’ππ πππππππ ππππ ππππππ π’πππ ππππ?" [α΄α΄α΄ α΄Κ's Ι΄α΄α΄ α΄ΙͺΙ΄α΄, α΄Κα΄α΄ Ιͺα΄s α΄α΄ α΄Κα΄ α΄α΄Ι΄α΄ α΄]Complete
FROM FRIENDS TO LOVERS (AND BEYOND)
There are moments in life so small, so ordinary, that you barely notice when everything changes. A glance held a little too long. A laugh that feels different in your chest. A touch that lingers. She became my best friend, my constant. Late-night calls, endless adventures, secrets whispered into the dark. It was always easy with her, natural. Safe. But somewhere between laughter and promises, something shifted. I didn't know it at first-not really. I just knew that when she smiled, it felt like the sun had chosen me. That when she cried, it hurt more than my own heartbreaks. That when she was near, the world made a little more sense. This is the story of how we found each other-not as we were, but as we were meant to be. From friends, to lovers, and somewhere even deeper than that. Because sometimes, the greatest love stories start with a simple truth: it was always you.
A Gangster's Lover: Series book 4; Jonaz Guivarra
WARNING: Mature Content| Spg| R-18 Jonaz Guivarra, always do some shit! Always loves to talk. Always fucked woman. Always wasted. He loves to mind other business. He loves to eat chili. The most spicy chili. Yeah! What if someday he crash to someone that had it all. The handsomeness, body, skin, everthing. He had it all. Looking into his eyes meant full of someting. A spark of his eyes has something to do with the pain. He knows that with a simple glance, he know that man carrying pain. The most heavy pain. He don't know how to explain this but he can feel it. He can feel the pain inside that man's heart. What will he do? Forget and just ignore that man or stay besides him and make him smiled again even if it's hard for him to bring back the smile he lost? Sa kaniyang pagiging madaldal kaya ba niyang pangitiin ang taong wala ng dahilan para ngumiti? Ang taong ngayon ay kaniya ng kinakapatid. The story of Jonaz Guivarra all started because of the f-cking dare.Complete
Hazels in Mistletoe
Stand-Alone #2: Althyzerell Forchsia Clarinette V. Clavemonte is a woman of sagacity, compassion, and innate benevolence. She is an outcast and aloof girl who ought to discover the purpose of her life. However, little did she know everything not until her tragic fate has finally arrived into reality. Bound by interrogative reasons, self-freedom, teenage journey, acceptance of fate, and undying compassion, here's to a personal expedition that will teach us why we all deserve to - live. This is not just a typical one-shot love story, yet, a story of survival and the purpose of living our priceless lives. Live. One word with countless hidden meanings. One word with millions of people crawling behind. One word with endless pages of the life-discerning story. This is not just a love story. It is a remarkable and eye-opener story about survival and life. Genre: Romance, Non-Fiction, A Short Story Status: Completed, 2018 (One Shot Story) Original Author: @eunisyncComplete
a Love Story
Time and again, Love has proven itself. It is enough. Love conquers all. ----- Thanks for 11.2k reads πComplete![Second Time Around (Time Series #2) [Completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/251936365-256-k161599.jpg)
Second Time Around (Time Series #2) [Completed]
TIME SERIES #02 Photo credits to their rightful owners and is used for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.Complete
Love at First Smile
Have you ever had any experience of being down and just randomly seeing a stranger smiling and a gush of positivity came to you. Well in my case hindi lang positivity ang nadala sa akin ng pag-ngiti, it gave me the person whom I will spend the rest of my life with.... Read and be part of my story as it unfolds the crazy but happy life I have now. Date Started: October 25,2020 Date Finished : January 8,2021Complete
Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.
More detailsContent Guidelines