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Maxed Out

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Parts 9
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Reads 112
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Parts 9
Time 9m

Why does it hurt to miss someone so much? I might never get that question answered but maybe this will answer a question about my character.All Rights Reserved

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Survivors Of The Lost by iamaaliyahakram

2020/05/29 #105 Sorrows #394 spiritual First I thought to tell you everything, What Iam hiding and why? But then I realized, Do you care about it? I love hard. Embarrassingly hard. All in type of hard. But I do silently. I drown the feelings in my gut until I'm heavy with 'I want you' and 'I love you' and 'I miss you'. I hold my hope in my throat. I clutch my wishes in my hands. They become moist with sweat until I no longer want them. If you could read me you would have known, I never wanted you to leave until now. It was just the situation where holding on to you was more difficult than letting you go. I loved you, I cried, I apologised, I made efforts, And Finally I lost myself.

Where Love and Pain Collide... by ashyey_

Falling in love is supposed to feel like a dream, but what happens when that dream becomes a nightmare? What if the one who made your heart race was also the reason behind the deepest scar in your life? Could you still look at them the same way, knowing their hand played a role in your greatest pain? Love and betrayal become tangled, leaving you questioning if the heart can forgive what the soul cannot forget. Would you stay, or would you walk away, carrying the weight of that choice forever?

POETRY THAT STAYS by MadamnBabyGirl

You don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "who hurt you?" -Hugot Queen♥

Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing) by froward

The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

Dried Ink by fatymahbaba

Having a crush is unhealthy What would you do if the other person felt the same? Or not? Or they just played with you and your feelings? Or do they actually love you? But everything in this world has been written long before we came into existence. You can't escape what's yours and it won't skip you. The INK HAS BEEN DRIED SINCE BEFORE YOU WERE BORN.

Restarting by CocktailsChopstix

There is a war raging within me, a constant battle between what I know and what I feel. My priorities became a blur after you happened, and absence never felt so real.

Mirror my Heart by Monblacke

Without saying " I love you ", I spent 10 years of my life with you. Without hearing " I love you ", I can spend another 10 years with you. Just give a smile and don't crash my heart anymore as you have done for how long I have forgotten.

• Encounter • by Sw4etandB1te

What if someone came to your life and that person made your heart beat fast as if you haven't felt those for 7 years? But at the same time, you're in denial stage of how you felt towards him, due to your concerned and wandering about how you and your previous wife's life before? Will you let that feelings overwhelmed you or you'll ignore your feelings towards that person. Genre: Romance, Fictional, Angst WARNING! -Credits to the owners of the pics -English is not my language -Characters from a bl series which I don't owned -Some errors due to being draft for a month and unable to fix those -boys love -Collab with other Bl characters (LITA X CUTIE PIE X BETWEEN US)

XO Cassandra by Blondieeee13

I know these letters are stupid, and I know that you won't write back... but I just wanted you to know that I miss you, and I love you, and I always will. XO Cassandra (This book may be triggering to some people; depression, disorders, etc.)

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• Encounter • cover

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Survivors Of The Lost

2020/05/29 #105 Sorrows #394 spiritual First I thought to tell you everything, What Iam hiding and why? But then I realized, Do you care about it? I love hard. Embarrassingly hard. All in type of hard. But I do silently. I drown the feelings in my gut until I'm heavy with 'I want you' and 'I love you' and 'I miss you'. I hold my hope in my throat. I clutch my wishes in my hands. They become moist with sweat until I no longer want them. If you could read me you would have known, I never wanted you to leave until now. It was just the situation where holding on to you was more difficult than letting you go. I loved you, I cried, I apologised, I made efforts, And Finally I lost myself.