"I love you so..."
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"The greatest love stories are almost always tragedies." I firmly disagreed with this opinion merely due to personal reasons and manifestations of something I had longed for as long as I can remember, that is, until I myself became a part of the tragedy. Maybe, not the tragedy itself entirely. Tragedies are simply tragedies, there's no "Everything will be okay" or "What/who is gone is gone, you can't bring it/them back" or " Life goes on" in it.
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(Will it reach you? I hope it does.)
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And Still, I loved you.
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Drizzling Leaves
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petals. -𝘕𝘑𝘔.
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LATE NIGHTS IN TOKYO (UNPOLISHED VERSION)
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I Was Born Free
Terrible things happen to good people. Such is the world we live in. It doesn't matter who or what you are, sometimes there's no avoiding despair. There are those who lose loved ones, and can't cope with the pain. Those who are cast out by society, just for being themselves. Those who would do anything for the people they care about...even kill. We always question the things that happen to us, and wonder why we were unlucky enough to have it transpire. Maybe there is an all powerful force, with a plan, and a reason for these horrible events. Or maybe there is isn't, and we humans are all we have. The world is very cruel..but it can also be..quite beautiful.Kumpleto
𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞
𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 1-𝗥𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 From the very beginning, he was "Her's" it was as if they were destined to be together. They came into this world hand in hand, born within moments of each other. She held the key to his heart, the one who could calm the storms raging within him with just a smile. Their connection was like the unbreakable bond of two souls who had journeyed through lifetimes together. They couldn't fathom a world where they were apart, for their hearts beat in harmony, their destinies forever intertwined. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together, to create a love story that would captivate the very essence of their existence. And as they embarked on this journey, they knew that they were each other's greatest treasure, their love an eternal flame that would light up their path through the twists and turns of life. ~Abhimanyu Raichandh ~Aaradhya Chauhan Their love story was destined to be legendary, a tale of two souls bound together for all eternity. For him, she would always be his angel, and for her, he would forever be her Maan.Kumpleto![The Edge Of Forgiveness [Season 1]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/393688430-256-k968282.jpg)
The Edge Of Forgiveness [Season 1]
"Even the stars forget to shine sometimes..." They didn't expect to become close. He had his own past. She had hers. Living under one roof with familiar faces and old connections, things were supposed to be simple-but feelings got involved. Slowly, gently, and without warning. This is a story about unexpected bonds, slow trust, quiet comfort, and the kind of relationship that grows with time. There's teasing, arguments, healing, and a whole lot of moments that mean more than they seem. Sometimes love doesn't start with grand gestures. Sometimes, it begins when someone just... Stays.Kumpleto
Eternally Entwined - The saga of mind vs soul
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[ON HOLD] Till March 2026 This story carries the nostalgia, the friendship warmth, the first heartbreak ache, and that magical feeling of being young and not knowing how big those little moments were. We're talking classroom crushes, last bench laughs, firsts that stay forever, and love stories that begin with friendship, mischief, and shared secrets. Before the heartbreaks, Before the confessions, There was friendship. Shared benches. Inside jokes. First crushes. And love stories that bloomed between attendance calls and farewell parties. It's a school year filled with :- •Best friends falling without realising . •Enemies stealing glances . •First heartbreaks you never really recover from . • And memories that stay, long after the last bell rings. A story about the kind of love that's awkward, innocent, unforgettable. 🦋 Because sometimes, the slowest burns leave the longest warmth. "This isn't just their school year. It's the one they'll never stop talking about." They didn't mean to fall in love but oh, they did. Slowly. Stupidly. Softly. 💬 This is the kind of love you remember after school ends. 💌 A multicouple, slowburn rom-com that smells like old textbooks, teenage heartbreaks, and the best kind of first. Tension-filled friendships Academic rivals turned lovers Banter. Burn. And best friends who never saw it coming
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