Adieu Stories

"Rough features. Blonde hair. Light blue eyes. Boyish charm. He was ideal. At first, I didn't even know his name. But, little did he know, I had met him before." Kalum Treviso, or Kal for short, is a 15 year old with a simple need for independence. He's irrational, has low self confidence, and is extremely appreciative of the new character in his life. Or are they all that new?

Cette fille qui danse c'est Eva, certains vous diront qu'elle n'est pas sociable, d'autres qu'elle est mauvaise ou encore qu'elle soit solitaire, mais bien-sûr tous ceux qui se permettrons de dire ça ne la connaisse pas, seule deux personnes la connaissent vraiment, ces deux meilleurs et seuls amis. Mais comme on dit « jamais deux sans trois », Eva aimerait de tous son cœur que cette phrase ne soit pas vraie, mais même si c'est le cas pour les plus chanceux ça ne l'ait pas pour elle. Et elle a parfaitement conscience de qui il s'agit, et encore une fois, elle aurait préférée qu'il ne revienne jamais dans sa vie, mais il parait aussi qu'on dit « ne jamais dire jamais ».

Every teacher sees his reflection in his student and wants to mould and groom him in the best way possible..here's a story about a teacher who has been through alot many problems but still aspires to teach .

When an infatuation becomes something more. They realise that they might actually love this person but, like everything there comes a time to say goodbye. Adieu (Farewell) is one of the hardest things to do even when it's just family but, how can you say goodbye to someone who is 'the only light in your life?'

-the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. |♪| "Darling, there's a fine line between love and hate, They're intense, as strong as strings of fate. However, having neither one is of magnificence, The day you looked at me with indifference." _ a journey of my unrequited love. may these five years be just a memory, one in which i had still loved you. completed.

A story of a girl who's mother is her role model, the number hero, a lover, a fighter, a warrior and her inspiration.The love and the bond between them is to die for. The life her mother lived is now a beautiful example for all. Losing a loved one is such a shattering moment. The one has to go through the shock, disbelief, denial, helplessness, anger, guilt and acceptance. The acceptance takes up the plentiful time and courage too. With the help of prayer and patience the Lord help one to learn the art of acceptance of the huge loss they suffering and move forward in life with it. Life is a ride of rollercoaster full of ups and downs, good and the bad days and memories. During the time of her life challenges there showed up a time when she decided to turn the pages & welcome a new chapter. Will she be able to let go the past & hold onto the future? To know what happened further stay tune here. Stay together, XOXO

Hey Everyone! This poetry here I wrote is about the beauty of Mother Nature during Autumn season and is quite liberating and mesmerizing. The epithets describes the most artistic season of the year, very well. I hope you will like it. Share your thoughts with me.

La fin d'une histoire et il est temps d'aller récupérer ses affaires...

Disclaimer: I do not own any copyright material, I do not own any of the characters in the "Kingdom Hearts" franchise. P.S, Sora my bf so back the hell off. I know he's fucking hot af, but still, No. So gtf away from him you under-aged pervert. 😘😏😙❤ I did not copy anybody. Adieu

Deux amie Livia et Lola. Lola va déménager en suisse. Livia est désespérer, plus rien ne compte pour Livia depuis que Lola est partie. Elle sait qu'elle ne retrouvera pas un MAV comme Lola . MAV : Meilleure Amie pour la Vie

This poignant poem expresses the deep sadness and longing felt at the departure of a beloved friend or loved one. It captures the essence of saying goodbye, highlighting the cherished memories and the enduring love that remains despite the distance. I hope this is helpful!

Poetry

A poem about killing your best friend.

heart can never delete, the mind keeps on replaying THE MEMORIES

This is my collection of Random Poems. © PauŁene ☆