Hey Little Girl
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Concluida lun, sep 5, 2016<5 mins
""Love" is a filthy word. It makes people weak and it makes people decide to do stupid things. Haven't you read "Romeo ang Juliet"? That's all because of love,dear. Love maims and kills everything it wraps its hands around."
-- Three Seconds to Midnight --
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"Your kisses taste like 'I love yous' But Your 'I love yous' are all lies; " "For love, for death and for the fear of losing what we had, we ruined our kindness in the most unloving way. Each night, before laying your head in my arms you whispered rusty tales of gentle kisses and hard punches on our bathroom wall. Now, I feel you on my torn sheet that sings me your lost songs." "It has been crazy, dodging away your poems that bleeds colourless paint. But how can I recite them to my heart that relapses on your words like snorting cocaine." ▪ POEMS ▪ SHORT STORIES ▪ ARTICLES Ranked #22 in Poetry!Concluida
Love sickness
Every year there's a big test well I wouldn't call it a test more like a cheek up, every doctor comes to see if your sick. Not sick with a cold, but sick like in love. Why do we love people? Why do we fall in love? Why would we fall in love if there's a 50/50 chance of not being loved back? Well the answer is because it's the way we live, the way we survive, but what if that was all taken away from us? We couldn't love, like, anything, we had to hide our feelings inside us no matter how hard it was. Well that's like the world today, no love, it's banned if you love you get sent away to I don't know where. We walked past each other not able to love, not able to like, just smile and wave. Full book upConcluida
Yours Forever
What is Love? I'm not sure myself, but I imagine it to be calm, soft, and intense. A four-letter word with profound meaning. It's how you stay alive even after you're gone. It does not come from finding the perfect person, but from loving a person despite their flaws. Love compels you to take chances. It makes you feel whole. It brings out the best in you. It allows you to be vulnerable and show the real you, even if you don't want to. Love can be both terrifying and beautiful. Because you're exposing your entire soul to your partner without knowing whether they'll accept it or use it against you. Never give up on love because there is a lot of love in the world, but it is never the same love twice. True love is difficult to find. Soul ties are more difficult to maintain, so once you have one, fight together to keep it and cherish it.Concluida
Ferocious Flames
"just snap it out. I don't like people making a pass over me. I believe what we share is precious than love. Don't ruin it! You know You're not in love with me. You might love that effect you have or that feeling and that's it. Love is nothing but a selfish feeling that you have around certain people. You might think that I'm a loner but actually I'm practical.There must be just a couple of mere chemical reactions stimulating you to say stuff like that to me. And for how long you'll have it around me? And even if you stay then it'll be either because you're mature enough to be loyal or you're immature to prove it to the world about this true love Shit. But immaturity and neither loyalty is love. And no one would like to choose to live their whole lives in this kind of uncertainty until and unless they are ignorant enough. So after all love is the degree of your ignorance towards reality. It is same as being a blind. !so don't try it over me because I'm way too practical for love "Concluida
Two Hearts in a Different World
" LOVE " " A powerful word it makes you feel happy the feeling that you're contented of what you have because of love . For so many people love is dangerous " " If two hearts are meant to be together no matter how long it takes , how far they go , how tough it is they will still bring together to share their love forever " " Ever since the day you came into my life I know that you are the one I'll truly love till the end " " Be with someone who is proud to have you " " In every relationship there's going to be an arguments , fights , smiles, tears and up and downs . Thins said out anger , mad exes , attitudes , and jealousy . But at the end of the day if you truly love that person , you will stick around through the good and bad " " Real love is not based on romance , candle light dinner and walks along the beach . Infact it is based on respect , compromise , care and trust " How long will they fight their love to each other ? Are they gonna stay at each other side in different situation ? Can they able to prove their love ? Let's found out ...Concluida
In A Day Or Two
They say love is patient, love is kind. But what they don't tell you is that love can also be devastating, merciless, and painfully fleeting. Francis Brooks thought he knew the meaning of love-until Xianon Pearson walked into his life. In the short time they spent together, she became his world: the warmth in his mornings, the calm in his chaos, the reason his heart dared to hope. She was his laughter on the rainiest days, the softness in a world that often felt harsh, and the spark that made every ordinary moment extraordinary. But Xianon was fragile in ways Francis could never fully protect her from. She carried secrets, illnesses, and burdens that threatened to pull them apart, no matter how tightly he held on. Every promise between them-every whispered "in a day or two"-was meant to be a lifeline, a hope that tomorrow would be brighter, that they could survive the storms life threw at them. Yet life has a cruel way of testing love. Sometimes, the people we cherish most slip through our fingers despite our best efforts, leaving only memories and a heartache that refuses to fade. And sometimes, love demands a choice: to let go, or to fight even when the odds are stacked against you. This is a story of love that burns fiercely, heartbreak that cuts painfully, and the resilience of a heart that refuses to surrender. It is about waiting when the one you love is gone, surviving when grief threatens to consume you, and finding the courage to keep living-even when tomorrow is uncertain. Because sometimes, it only takes a day... or even just a day or two... to change everything, to leave a mark that lasts forever, and to teach us that love, in all its joy and pain, is always worth the fight.Concluida
~Trust Me ~
"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reservedConcluida
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫
for the people who taught me the things that no one else ever could: thank you. 🎓Concluida
My Poems
Some poems I've written and had nothing else to do with them. I hope you enjoy them. Most of them are sad, so this is a warning! I'd be very grateful if you'd leave comments about them and maybe even suggestions! Thanks for reading!Concluida
Falling, Still
"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.
"Your kisses taste like 'I love yous' But Your 'I love yous' are all lies; " "For love, for death and for the fear of losing what we had, we ruined our kindness in the most unloving way. Each night, before laying your head in my arms you whispered rusty tales of gentle kisses and hard punches on our bathroom wall. Now, I feel you on my torn sheet that sings me your lost songs." "It has been crazy, dodging away your poems that bleeds colourless paint. But how can I recite them to my heart that relapses on your words like snorting cocaine." ▪ POEMS ▪ SHORT STORIES ▪ ARTICLES Ranked #22 in Poetry!
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