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Over a million words that are still waiting to be said
And don't get me started on all the stories I didn't get to share
More than a hunderd thoughts  that remind me off all that I miss is you
Plus a thousand of memories I would like to re-experience with you
All of the pictures we took which gives me a vivid picture of your smile
While all of the tears that I've been holding ran out for a while
But out of all those things I wanted to say, but never did
I regret not saying I loved you the most out of it

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Moira by FindingJesse

Moira ~ A person's destiny ************************************ I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you." ************************************

A BadAss Romeo and his Prince by FlyingApsara

Just a TAETEE story because i was missing them a lot.. Tabby

A Ticking Soulmate, A Ticci-Toby x Reader by glxssynarvi

(I'M SO EMBARRASSED OML, THIS IS ONLY STAYING UP BC SOME COMMENTS ARE TOO GOOD TO DELETE) [DISCONTINUED] Y/n's family wasn't the best. Never was. She always longed for someone to love, to be loved by someone. She just might find that, and you, reader, are Y/n M/n L/n. I'll be your narrator through-out this story, that beautifully describes your future. And you'll remember it forever. (A soulmate AU made by me based off of the soulmate AU of True Colors.) [total word count: 19,051]

Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase by TAHinsonE84

My second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interrupt that my work has some actual capabilities of reaching out and affecting someone's day or even their own life. So, please, if you like the poetry that I've consciously poured my heart, soul and thoughts out, please, leave a comment, or vote for how much this piece or any other of my poetry has helped. If it has given you hope, acknowledgement, or just an awareness that someone, like me, knows exactly what you can go through first hand, let me see how much it affects you. Even the 'poet' needs some love shown. :) Copyright © 2016-2024 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. Chart Achievements ____________________ New Peak: #1 🏆 [WordArt] ** New Peak: #1 🏆CrazedPoet14 New Peak: #1 🏆TAHinson New Peak: #2 🏆[Mywords] ** New Peak: #3 🏆[poetsofwattpad] New Peak: #10 [ madman]

Was It All Worth It? by incorrectTryagain

After being together for 12 years, Kayla thought she knew her husband like the back of her hand. She thought he was loyal, and faithful and had devoted his life to her. Of course, that's what she believed but boy was she wrong. It took one text from a friend for all of that to go away. All those things she fantasized about. The person she thought she knew more than anyone, who was supposed to have her back through it all, betrayed her. After deciding to file for divorce, she started to get her life back on track. She decided it was time for her to live for her, but her plans were derailed when a childhood crush reenters her life. Her husband decided he wasn't going to give up on his wife so easily which caused a battle between the two men. Two men fighting to win her heart and in the end Kayla asked herself. 'Was it all worth it?'

For Whenever I May Find Her by 0O0ooAOoo0O0

'Is that how a moth feels as it flies to the fire? She'll burn your wings, honey. Your heart will dry. Don't come any closer.' - Catherine * * * Sometimes, love at first sight wouldn't happen and no one could definitely get it right the first time. Sometimes, your first love wouldn't necessarily be your last. Then of course, in real life games, cheat codes and, ultimately, cheaters existed. Unfair? That's life. It wouldn't stop at having the one you love and marrying wasn't the happy ending but the signal of another book starting. Far from the end. New chapters. Variety of troubles that popped at every turn. Not all rainbows and butterflies. Still, with the one you love. 'And if there's love, you can do without happiness too. Even with sorrow, life is sweet.' Dostoevsky must have been on to something when he cooked that quotable quote up. However, the kind of love some were conditioned and aspired for wasn't that enduring. If it's not perfect then it's not worth fighting for. But... 'You're in love' so what's a little rain or occasional unforecasted storms here and there? Love triumphs after all. © All rights reserved

Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace by TAHinsonE84

A collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interrupt that my work has some actual capabilities of reaching out and affecting someone's day or even their own life. So, please, if you like the poetry that I've consciously poured my heart, soul and thoughts out, please, leave a comment, or vote for how much this piece or any other of my poetry has helped. If it has given you hope, acknowledgement, or just an awareness that someone, like me, knows exactly what you can go through first hand, let me see how much it affects you. Even the 'poet' needs some love shown. :) Copyright © 2017-2020 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews vand certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. * Achievements: Peak: #1[wordart] Peak: #2 [mypoetry] Peak: #3 [mywords] New Peak: #8 TAHinson New Peak: #8 CrazedPoet14

Between an Aphrodisiac & a Loathing Place. by TAHinsonE84

A collection of poetry that has been written from me (and my constant battle with wrecking insanity). Some will make sense; some will leave you with a big ole' question mark; but, like myself, not everything can be precise and make definite sense. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interrupt that my work has some actual capabilities of reaching out and affecting someone's day or even their own life. So, please, if you like the poetry that I've consciously poured my heart, soul and thoughts out, please, leave a comment, or vote for how much this piece or any other of my poetry has helped. If it has given you hope, acknowledgement, or just an awareness that someone, like me, knows exactly what you can go through first hand, let me see how much it affects you. Even the 'poet' needs some love shown. :) Copyright © 2015-2017 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. *Chart Achievements: Peak: #1 🏆 [mywords] Peak: #2 [WordArt] *New Peak Position: #3 TAHinson Peak: #10 [madman]

His Winter Heart (Book 1 of Hearts Series) Completed by AuthorHiraethFaith

"Why are you angry?" I asked him. "It's not like we're a couple." He stopped, and stared at me, boring my eyes with his emerald eyes. "If we are..." He paused, clenching his jaw, "then am I allowed to be angry?" I looked at him like he was insane. "Then we'll take it to that level." He continued. "I'm serious. I want you." Leizel Snow Garcia Waterstrings is not just fierce. She's more than that. Ending up as an ice cream worker in a local ice cream shop, it was her one step of becoming a strong and independent woman. And that's when a cold-hearted stranger came in view. Eion Aurelio Hudson. Out of seven billion people in the world, the two hard-headed people crossed paths, making her "strong and independent woman" facade slowly fall apart. With all the dramas, free food, forgotten birthdays, Robot handling, idiots around, and emotional crisis, will she be able to melt his winter heart with her blazing fire or will this fire be put away instantly? ''' ➖➖➖➖➖ One Blazing Head. One Winter Heart. Two Hard-headed people. A huge disaster. ***Cliche but with a twist***Not your typical story(I promise)** ➖➖➖➖➖ Book 1 of Heart Series # 194 in Teen Fiction #3 in Philippines #19 in projectbadassgirls #1 in firstpersonpointofview Copyright© 2018 by marshmallowssprinkle All rights reserved. Past editor: Shrutiluvbooks and sleepygrey

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Moira

Moira ~ A person's destiny I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you."