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The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016Complet
Her eyes
When a lonely girl crosses paths with the guy that is willing to do anything for her and the universe feels irrevocably changed. ••• The first day of my second year at Cambridge university, and I still haven't made a single friend during my time here. I don't know what that says about me as a person. ••• Her eyes were the first thing I noticed. I thought they looked like eyes that deserved to be painted, every detail captured. They warranted being made immortal and deserved to be showcased at the most famous of museums. All Rights Reserved ®Complet
Lost | √
She's always been lost in life, but she never knew she could be lost in love. Copyright © 2018 by moonpilots. All rights reserved.Complet
The Green Labyrinth
Tall, dark haired, stormy green eyes. I find myself falling deeper into them, getting lost every time. Lost in a field of green. Teeth white as snow, a smile that infectious but dangerous, dimples so deep I could fill them with water and never touch the bottom. What is it about those green eyes that gets me? Why can't I stop thinking of them? Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts haunt me. My music, my writing is the only thing I know. The words write themselves on a page, the notes flow through me with ease. How will I ever get out of this labyrinth? Theo is in a band. So is Collin. Many miles between them constantly changing. How can Theo battle her haunting past. Will she let Collin in? Will Collin stay closed off too? What happens when the worst part of someone is the only thing you can see? Fall in love, fall into the labyrinth.Complet
To the one I love,
'I was lost, until I met him' After the tragic loss of your lover, you watch life start to fall apart again. Until you became familiar with his sad brown eyes.. But how long will that last? COMPLETED:)Complet
NASARA
'How could someone be so beautiful, it had to be impossible for her to be human. So ethereal, her beauty commanded attention. How lucky was I to be able to gaze upon her, 'this must have been why I was given eyes.' to appreciate her beauty every single day until I cease to exist.' Mature content 🔞
Infinite Bond
Life is not measure by the number of breath we take, but by the moments that takes our breathe away. He said when he looked into my eyes.Complet
how could this happen? ✧ jacksepticeye x reader ✔️
You're just a normal girl, that lives a normal life. Or that's what you think. One day, everything changed. This guy... You were lost in his eyes...Complet
The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016
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