Raindrops Stories

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life is but a drop in the ocean of time

Her inner self's caress. Your irritating stress. My emotional bliss. It's our story.

Two lovers who've met by destiny, yet parted by fate. Will they ever confess the truth, or will it be too late? Adam and Chloe are both 12th graders at Academic Cultural High School, but since school is over, they're off on their own. After the graduation, Chloe took the train to return to Kansas, but Adam wanted to confess his unsaid feelings for the past 12 years. Will he catch the train, or will he be forever mute of love? Where the sea meets the mountains, through the valley they dance. A story where the pain in the rain, and the joy brought by tulips are the papers and ink in writing their story. Rain and Tulips, tears and joy.

As their childhood friendships grows into romance, Elsa believes she and Fredo will spend their lives together. Fredo has other thougths. At the last minute, he disappears from Elsa's life.

All poems are written by me, written on emotions, usually after midnight, if you all liked it please do let me know via comments and likes I will upload more :-)

"I will never love a hero. If I ever fall in love, it will be with a villain-to the point where love turns into obsession." (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠) A story where every day reveals a new truth...where every mask slowly falls, exposing what was never meant to be seen. A world where even your own people feel like strangers-yet no one dares to question it. Same things are noticed... yet chosen to be ignored. "He never cared about the world... but what happens when he falls for the one he hates the most. "Yet he never expected to fall." But when it comes to her... he is something else entirely. "I don't love her like a good man," he says quietly. "I love her like a villain." "And I'll be the villain of her story if I have to- I will burn everything to the ground...if anyone even thinks of taking her away from me." "Because I am a fire that burns everything... and I won't stop until I've destroyed myself too. " She, on the other hand, believes something different. "I will never love a hero. If I ever fall in love, it will be with a villain-to the point where love turns into obsession." She is the kind of girl who believes that when the villain dies... the story should end with him- not continue with some so-called hero taking his place. Because some stories aren't meant to be saved... they're meant to end in flames. We Burn Together. - Tropes: • Villain Love • Morally Grey Characters • Opposites Attract • Dark Romance • Broken Souls • Possessive Male Lead • Strong Female Lead • Emotional Chaos • CEO × Lawyer ⚖️ Hey guys, I hope you enjoy this story and give it lots of love. This story is filled with mystery, and yes-you might feel confused at times... but don't worry, I'm here. I'll do my best to make this journey unforgettable. And one more thing-don't judge the characters until you've seen the story from their point of view.

An old diary entry lost in a jumble of memories about one rainy night

Read and enjoy mysterious, spooky and suspense filled stories...

"Apa yang hebat tentang cinta jika itu hanya membuat terluka?" "Apa yang hebat dari dirimu jika hanya membuatku lelah?" "Seberapa besar aku membencimu, aku merindukanmu Ketika aku merindukanmu, semakin aku membencimu"

Namjoon and Jungkook were at the cafe when thunder sounded the room. They didn't notice anyone else in there. It was a rainy day. They broke out into to song not noticing a girl at the window crying while watching the rain fall down. The girl had just got news that her beloved grandmother passed away. Namjoon quit singing and heard the silent whimpers of crying. He followed the sound to see a girl hugging her knees looking out the window. He signaled Jungkook over. What they both failed to realize is the song they were singing was her grandmother's favorite song.

Ethan Alvarez, a writer, struggles with an unusual condition that causes sudden hearing loss in the rain-a phenomenon that has an unknown medical explanation. One day, he takes refuge at a little cafe close to his place of work, where he might find comfort and ideas for his writing. His hearing disappears as the rain begins, leaving him in a world of dreadful silence. He keeps writing in spite of his isolation, until one day-a particular rainy one-a voice from the unknown breaks the stillness, bringing a fascinating new chapter into his story.

A SHORT poem about the soothing distraction of rain. *´¨) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•` ♥ Thank you for reading and as always, your comments and votes/likes (☆ button at top right of poem) are welcome and appreciated! Copyright © 2014 Cover Photo Tammy_in_the_sky

"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016

Water levels are high, and soon Louise, and everyone else won't be able to live much longer

❝They are invisible, yet the average eye can still see them. And when they fall upon your head, they spread, like wildfire in the woods. But somehow, even though they are still invisible, another person can tell that a human is wet. Maybe it's their hair, how it glistens whenever it has a thousand drops on it. Or it possibly could be the clothing we wear, how it gets darker. I don't know. It will forever be a mystery to me. Raindrops, are what we call them. I can't understand them, why they even cease to exist, yet I can't live without them. You will always be a raindrop to me.❞

#misskissey #blurrylaneofmemories

a compilation of what my mind has to say about things. some can be quite personal. some, quite metaphorical. but all of them born from the ashes of my being © cover (don't remember where i saw this, just the fact that this isn't mine)

There's something about the rain, misty weathers and gloomy days that reveal my inner desires, not those that most think of but that of peace and quiet. The undefined fantasies that almost feel like déjà vu, the feeling of longing for a place I've yet to lay my feet. It is unexplainable but I live to continue to fantasize while thoughts get disrupted by my reality every now and then. Every night is a battle with my subconscious to take me to the place that feels like home, just to smell the covers of my bed, the stained coffee smell on my mug and the smile of that perfect stranger I look forward to see everyday. To understand this story, you're urged to use your imagination, let the words paint the picture for you, allow your spirit to leave your body and be one with Delphi Black as you explore a few days in her life.

just read it.......its not grammer checked because I'm a lazy cow who enjoys the screams of mirrors when they look at me........but yeah just read it and find out what it is I'm too lazy to write the whole description......