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Ongoing, First published Aug 26, 2024
Some love happens too fast to be deemed true. Some love fades away so swiftly that it doesn't approve to be grasped as a memory. Some love is enormous it calls to be screamed.
  
  Then there's my love for you that is the same yet different.
  
  A love so forbidden I could only appreciate it through deep breaths and closed eyes. A love that should be hidden because it existed at the same time when a timeworn affection pleads to come back to my life. A love that humbly appeals to be heard as blurs-making me settle to tell the world...even just in whispers.
  
  Updates every Saturday at 5:30 PM GMT+8. Welcome to the story of a fleeting love.
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Falling, Still

16 parts Ongoing

"What does it mean to love someone who doesn't love you back? To wait, to hope, to wonder if love can change the way the stars align?" This is not just a story,it's a journey. A raw, intimate recollection of love that bloomed in silence, of moments that lingered too long in the spaces between friendship and something more. It's about patience, about the ache of wanting, and the quiet magic of the unexpected. But this isn't a tragedy. This is a love story. A story of persistence, of quiet longing turned into something real;of two souls finding their way to each other against all odds. Some love stories are loud, written in fireworks and grand gestures. This one was whispered..written in stolen glances, unsaid words, and the kind of love that waits. If you've ever loved, lost, or wondered what it means to hold on-this is for you.