The Frozen Heart
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MatureComplete Sat, Oct 22, 20161h 19m
"I met him on that cold winters night. I was drawn in by his story, his looks, everything. I knew his world was messed up and moved too fast, but he was perfection. And I couldn't hate perfection. I was prepared to sacrifice everything for him. He was everything I could have ever wanted. But he left, as soon as I had seen him."
"I need him to come back. He has to. I won't let him leave me, not until I find out who he truly is. What he truly is. I need to expose the truth, if nobody else will, I have to. It's my destiny. Like my mother always said..."
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I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.Complete
DESTINY
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All The Things You Said (Ricky Horror)
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Still In My Heart* I've been with many men before - some came and went like passing storms, others left marks I thought I'd never forget. But none stayed quite like him. I tried to move on, to forget, to close that chapter of my life. Yet, no matter how much time passes or how many new faces come my way, he remains - still in my heart. It's strange how love works. Sometimes, you think you've healed, only for a memory, a scent, or a simple name to pull you right back. That's how he is for me. The one I never expected to hold on to, yet the one I can't let go. This story isn't just about heartbreak or moving on - it's about the complicated beauty of love that lingers, the kind that shapes who you become. And no matter where life takes me, this truth stays he is still in my heart 🖇️Complete
MY NEXTDOOR NEIGHBOR
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Mask on... No identity. "Who are you?" I asked after the enchanting dance we just had. "You'll never know" he said. It was a party where everyone was masked. But there was something about this one person. Something enchanting , something magical, something intense, something that made her want to see him again. The way he held her close. The way they both moved in sync to the music. The way his eyes never left hers. The way her heart speed picked up every time he was around. The way she was nervous and couldn't help but look at him. But he wasn't all that different from her. . She was abused, so was he. She had nightmares, So did he. He was darkness, she was the same. His past was evil, hers was filled with cries. The things he did were unspeakable and unforgettable. She was innocent, he was not. He wasn't good for her. She tried to make peace, he was war. She wasn't feeling, he was DEAD. As she left the party she looked back at him one more time. "Will we see each other again?" she asked. "Certainly" he said kissing her knuckles before he disappeared into the night. She thought she would have never seen him again but then. "Your back" she said. "Yes I am" he said. "But your not yourself" she said. "I'm a monster" he said before he attacked her. "I want to know who you really are" she said. "If you knew you would run" he said. "Shhh.. Just one more" he said as he kissed her lips and was so wrapped up with the innocence present in her eyes. "Hold me" she said looking deep into his eyes. "Don't leave me" she said. "I can't stay" he said. "Why are you leaving?" she asked crying. "Don't worry we'll meet again" he said and walked down the lonely dark halls. "BYE" she whispered.Complete
I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.
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