Latenightthoughts Stories

Vijay kabhi bhi "perfect moments" wala insaan nahi tha. Vo bas unhe door se dekhne wala ladka tha... Phir ek shaam, ek crowded auto expo me, uski mulakat Aarohi se hoti hai. Ek aisi ladki jo haste hue bhi kuch chhupa rahi hoti hai... Ek aisi ladki jo har baat me "jaldi" karti hai... Aur baar baar ek hi line bolti hai "late mat hona." Baaton ka silsila shuru hota hai... Din raat me badalne lagte hain... Aur Vijay ko pehli baar kisi ke saath rehna achha lagne lagta hai. Par problem ek hi thi Vijay kabhi apni feelings bol nahi paata. Aur jab tak vo bolne ki himmat karta hai... Tab tak bohot der ho chuki hoti hai. Kyuki Aarohi ke paas... waqt kam tha. Ye sirf ek love story nahi hai ye un lafzon ki kahani hai jo kabhi bole hi nahi gaye... aur un palon ki, jo hamesha ke liye "almost" reh gaye. Kabhi kabhi pyaar galat nahi hota... bas time galat hota hai. Writer - Ankit Rajpoot

These poems trace the slow ache of falling for someone you cannot have - not because you are unloved, but because you are loved differently. Haunted is about restraint, unspoken feelings, and the courage it takes to protect a friendship from your own heart.

Short poems exploring the pain of losing someone without truly losing them, but losing yourself instead. A quiet grief for the past version that will never return, and the fragile hope of becoming something new, until sorrow slowly turns into joy. 📌 Pinterest board: https://pin.it/397dQqEff

Description: What if everything you see... isn't real? When Sam begins noticing small glitches in his everyday life-time repeating, people acting like broken recordings, reality bending in ways no one else seems to notice-he does what no one else would dare to do: He starts documenting it. What begins as curiosity turns into obsession as Sam discovers a real scientific theory suggesting that reality itself could be a simulation. But unlike everyone else, he doesn't just believe it... He tries to prove it. As his experiments grow more dangerous, the glitches become more frequent-and more personal. The world around him starts to react. Watching. Correcting. Adapting. And then Sam realizes something terrifying: If this is a simulation... Then something inside it knows he's figured it out. Now, the question isn't whether reality is fake. It's whether he'll survive long enough to expose it.

She agreed to marry the right man but fell for the wrong one. Ashlene Faye is a writer, only wanted one thing-to save the house that holds all her memories. Kaya kahit hindi niya mahal, pumayag siyang pakasalan si Nathaniel Marc. Simple lang dapat. No feelings. Just a deal. Pero habang papalapit ang kasal, hindi ang groom ang palaging nasa tabi niya kundi si Matteo Kyle-ang lalaking walang preno ang bibig, gwapo, matalino, makisig at may charisma pero marunong umintindi ng puso. Sa bawat tawa, sa bawat comfort, unti-unting nagiging komplikado ang lahat. Paano kung sa maling tao niya natagpuan ang tamang pagmamahal?

I never planned to share these. They were just some journal entries I wrote when my heart felt too full-of love, of memories, of people I once thought would stay. Some of them are about someone from my past. Some of them are about the kind of love I'm still hoping to find. If you're reading this, I guess these words aren't just mine anymore. Maybe you'll find something here that feels familiar. Here's to bringing us closer.

Is there a way out from this labyrinth? Maybe in poems and unsaid love we can seek refuge. Perhaps, this is what we stay alive for.

Even though I don't have you, I can still think about your finger tips running up my spine late at night. ~ Yes, all the letters are ment to be lower case.

>These are the things I never said. >In case you ever wondered. -Unread. still yours.

12:00 am | September 18 She typed, I wish I can say 'I love you' to you, but hundreds milliseconds and five tragic events flashback later, she deleted every single word. Thoughts, rambles, tears and laughs put together in a beautiful mess, in 3 am thoughts. Expressing my mind each night, whatever I was feeling and whatever I wanted to feel. highest: # 554 in short story, #137 in sad thoughts

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a list of random writings to remember someone you loved but lost hope you enjoy reading these🤍🫶🏻 ⚠️this story was written only on wattpad please don't steal anyone's works from other websites

Just some random thoughts of mine, I know I am crazy no need to point it out. #1 in mymind 1/30/22

:a small brown European bird that sings a beautiful song especially at night. Just some random poems I had in mind... I usually thought of this around nighttime hence the title XD Btw, all of this doesn't make sense ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ This book is dark, please keep that in mind ;-;

i write poetry when my mind is clouded with thoughts an anthology of poems. • all rights reserved twenty fifteen • • copyright to @harshenixx • ranking; Poetry 120

Soothe the demons in my head, hold me till my death. (I'll report you if you steal the poems I wrote with my fried brain) Highest-ranking #1 in self-absorbed #1 in unsaidfeelings #1 in poem collection #2 in poem collection #4 in latenightthoughts #3 in latenightthoughts #4 in selfreflection

"The candle It's fire was swaying gracefully As if dancing into a song Hot and burning with passion Yet got swallowed by the darkness hugging it And so she became Nothing" When a simple girl can't fall asleep, she just stares at the sky and let her mind do its nightly shift

I tend to overwhelm myself a lot; it could start with watching a tearjerker of a movie - to watching short videos that will ultimately make me feel worthless. Therefore, I sometimes feel the need to write it down and out, it's purely personal. I hope that this could resonate with some of you, even though I truly wish it isn't the case. Thus, I present to you 100 made-ups of somewhat quotes, most probrably written in tear for you.

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random thoughts. like really really really random. (but mostly some kind of poetry) tw: i have diagnosed depression so it probably won't be happy thoughts (english/german)