Missingyou Stories

Ryujin has never believed in fate for the past 24 years of her life, only coincidences that just so happen to work out in strange ways. But when she keeps constantly bumping into a girl whose name she doesn't even know in the most random places possible without getting the chance to talk to her, she starts thinking that maybe, just maybe, fate could be a real thing. She decides on the spot that she has to go up to her. But when she does, she hesitates. That single moment of hesitation causes her to miss the other. - Yeji is a 25 year old stressed and overworked office worker whose dream of becoming a dancer never worked out. She is a strong believer of fate and believes that everything happens for a reason, even the dreams she couldn't fulfill. When she keeps seeing a short haired girl everywhere she goes, she starts believing that their meetings were supposed to happen. But when Yeji finally works up the courage to go up to the girl, she misses her anyway. - That's when they both realize that it's not the right time yet. Not only physically, but in the ways that matter most. - Highest rankings: 🥇Ddaengddong 🥇Shinryujin 🥇Hwangyeji 🥇Missingyou 🥇Jisu 🥇Itzyau 🥇Shinyuna 🥇Leechaeryeong 🥈Choijisu 🥉Chaeryeong

Carpe Diem Even Here I have a heart, and a pen. That's how I survived. This is a collection of 32 poems about love, waiting, becoming, grief and choosing yourself. About being a woman in a world that wants you quiet. New poems added every week. Started with 8. We're growing together. If you've ever felt too much, this is for you.

This is about a lost love, someone you thought you would have forever, and when you thought you found the one, you lost them. You never wanted to face it. You both will miss each other, but in the end you're better apart even though its sometimes easier said then done.

A spun at the moment poem.

most of these are from me so don't use without permission :D If they aren't by me it will say so B)

Dear Marco, Kumusta ka na? It's been 3 years na pala simula nung maghiwalay tayo,pero I admit na mahal na mahal pa rin kita. Yes,I still love you.I miss you. I miss your smile,your laugh,your sweetness.I miss everything about you. I can't even imagine my life without you.Pero nandito na tayo,dumating na yung time na pinakakinatatakutan ko,yung pinakaayaw kong mangyare.Ang maghiwalay tayo.Ang dami kong tanong.Bakit? Bakit tayo umabot sa ganito? Ano bang problema? Hindi na ba natin maayos to? Kulang pa ba? Hindi pa ba ako sapat? Iniwan mo 'ko dahil sabi mo pagod ka na,sawa ka na sa relasyon natin. Alam kong hindi yun yung rason mo,akala mo ba hindi ko alam na may babae ka and worst is bestfriend ko pa.Bakit sa dinami rami ng babae diyan, bakit kay Camille pa.Bakit sa bestfriend ko pa.Ang sakit,sobrang sakit,lalo na nung makita ko kayang dalawa sa fountain.Our favorite place remember.Masaya kayong dalawa,nagtatawanan,nagkukulitan.I can see love in your eyes habang tinitingnan mo siya at alam ko,alam ko na hindi ko pa yun nakikita sa mahigit apat na taon nating relasyon at alam mo kung anong ikinagulat ko.Hinalikan mo siya at alam kung hindi lang yun isang ordinaryong halik,kundi isang totoong halik.Gusto ko kayong sugurin nung mga panahong yun,gusto kong magwala,kaya lang nanghina ako,nawalan ako ng lakas ng loob at umiyak na lang. Pinapili kita kung siya ba o ako.Kahit na handa na ako sa isasagot mo,masakit pa rin pala kapag narinig mo na mismo,na hindi ikaw ang pinili ng taong mahal mo.Masakit kasi hindi ikaw ang first choice.

This one is about my grandfather and the day he past away. How i felt about it then and now. How it affected every. This one and A List of Things I know to be True are personal.

Random stuff I post or feel

My dog died today. I just thought that he should be remembered, even if it's by people who didn't even really know him.

This is a journal of me, someone who is recently broke up and trying to move on. As someone who enjoys writing a letter to him, I decided to write, every time my heart is missing him and longing to talk to him. It sounds pathetic, yes but this is what I at least would do, rather than suppressing my feeling and ends up crying.

"NA'SAN KA NA BA?! KAYLAN KA BA BABALIK?! MISS NA MISS NA KITA EH!!!! miss na miss na kita... miss na miss na kita..." Pahina ng pahina ang tinig na lumalabas sa bibig ng dalaga... Ang alam niya ay dapat nakauwi na ang kasintahan matagal ng panahon ngunit lumipas ang maraming taon hindi parin ito nakakabalik... to be continued.... follow my story po...

When Karin into a house which had the owner pass away in a freak accident, his ghost slowly falls for her deeper and deeper. As she grows more and more ill in every month that passes by, how will Alex's ghost try to take care of her? A short story written through Alex's pov of letters to her. Star-crossed lovers, bound to meet someday.

i don't know how to move on, but i do know how to miss you. so i'm writing a collection of poems and things to help me when i'm missing you the most. {lowercase intended} highest ranking: #59 in poetry 2.28.22

Just a bunch of poems I wrote

Kisah kita tak sempat jadi 'kita'. Dalam setiap diam dan perhatian kecilmu, aku selalu mencarimu dan menemukanmu dalam sunyi. Sudah empat tahun berlalu tapi kenangan tentang awal pertemuan kita masih melekat. Kita hanya dua orang yang kebetulan dipertemukan dalam satu ruang dan rutinitas, saling lempar senyum seadanya, bekerja berdampingan tanpa banyak bicara. Tapi siapa sangka dari obrolan ringan dan kebersamaan yang tak disengaja, kamu perlahan jadi bagian yang paling kurindukan. Kita tidak pernah bicara soal perasaan. Tak ada pengakuan, tak ada janji. Tapi kamu selalu hadir dalam sela percakapan singkat, dalam perhatian yang datang tanpa diminta, dan dalam cara kamu mengingat hal-hal kecil yang bahkan tak kupikir penting. Dan sekarang dalam hening yang tak lagi bisa kau temani, aku baru mulai memahami semuanya. Suaramu, perhatianmu, hal-hal kecil yang dulu terasa rutin ternyata menyimpan ruang yang lebih besar dari yang pernah kusadari. Ini bukan kisah cinta yang dirayakan banyak orang. Ini tentang seseorang yang datang perlahan, tinggal diam-diam, lalu berpindah ke dunia berbeda yang tak bisa kususul. Meninggalkan jejak yang tetap hidup di sini.

i'm laying on my bed and thoughts of you, roam freely in my head.