second shade ~ poetry
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"His Silence, My Scars"
She married the man she once loved. But the boy who held her hand turned into a man who couldn't even look her in the eyes. Aarav doesn't scream. He doesn't break things. He simply walks past her - like her existence means nothing. But Inaya? She feels everything. Every quiet night. Every unsaid word. Every touch he never gave. This isn't a love story. It's a slow death wrapped in vows and a daughter who deserves better. She lives in a house full of silence, haunted by the man she calls her husband... and the memories of a love that once burned. --- ❝ What happens when silence becomes louder than screams? ❝ How long can you love someone who doesn't love you back... or pretends not to? ❝ Can broken hearts still beat under the same roof? ❝ Would you stay in a marriage where you're the only one bleeding? ✨ If you've ever loved someone who slowly stopped seeing you... this story will shatter you. ✨ Dive into Inaya's world - where love is quiet, pain is constant, and hope is the most dangerous thing of all. ✨ Not all bruises are visible. Some live in silence.Concluída
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Between Pages and Glances
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An extract from a book i'll never write | Poetry |
Just a lonely teenager in love, struggeling with emotions and wanting the end to come sooner rather than later :( i want to love but i just dont want to hurt them if i love one then i will hurt the other. So please forgive me, i can't hold back my emotions anymore for them <3Concluída
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Lost in the hallways
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Shit rant poems
There are so so so many typos and one day, I'll fix them all.....maybeConcluída![𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 [ 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐔𝐬 ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/403517996-256-k985093.jpg)
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 [ 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐔𝐬 ]
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last ~ poetry
~ are these the last ones / or the ones that'll last? ~Concluída
"Teenage relationships are fake." That's what most people say. They think it's just drama, temporary attraction, and silly heartbreaks. But sometimes... teenage love can be more pure, more intense, and more real than anything else. This story is about that kind of love. In this book, you'll see how different two people can be .. not just in background, but in how they see the world. The girl belongs to a rich family. She's bold, smart, and knows what she wants. The boy comes from a middle-class home. He's calm, simple, and scared of getting into something as confusing as love. Still, destiny brings them together. They're both toppers, both talented, both teenagers. But when it comes to love .. their thoughts don't match. She falls first .. slowly, softly. And he falls later .. but when he does, he falls harder than ever. This story is not about perfect people. It's about real emotions, silent stares, late-night thoughts, innocent fights, handwritten letters, and unspoken promises. It's about teenage love .. raw, messy, honest. You'll laugh with them. You'll cry with them. You'll smile at their small wins and feel your heart ache at their misunderstandings. Because this book isn't just about romance. It's about growing up, falling for someone when you least expect it, and learning that love doesn't care about status, fear, or timing. So welcome to this journey. A journey where she fell first... and he fell harder. A beautiful, imperfect, unforgettable teenage love story.
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