Imissher Geschichten

random story's

A dream me and my partner have

We've all been in a relationship that ended prematurely because of something we said or should have said ...this book contains things I wish I said before all the walls came crumbling down I've spent so many nights thinking about all the things I want to say to you... missing usually comes in waves some days it's tsunami tides... you've become a regular in my dreams ...so I took the liberty to write these poems about you in hopes that I can trap the memory of you within the confines of these pages and you won't bother me ever again...I promise to write the truth and nothing but the truth ...as you long you're sure to stay away from me from now on ' something's heal some bleed forever ' (WARNING: I wrote most of these poems when I 14 years old most of it is rough and raw poetry) Dear: Sunshine If you read these poems and you feel like they are about you ...then I guarantee that it's one hundred percent absolutely about you

"All you wanna do is kiss me, Oh what a shame I'm not there." --- / A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction 2018 /

This is me venting all my feelings so people know im not as happy as i seem

a lot of my poetry and me being sad

this is a story about a girl named "Lucy". She was a new student in the 7th grade, once in a 8th grade class this girl named "Karen" took her in as a friend, Karen was beautiful, kinda popular, and kind. At first Lucy thought that Karen was using her, and then that she'll leave her, but guess what happened to the two friends once they grew closer and stronger?

Rika transferred because of something she won't talk about. I wasn't supposed to get involved - but then she sat next to me, and nothing's felt real since. This is a story about broken people who don't know how to be okay. It's about surviving places that want to kill you slowly. About lies that feel safer than truth. About someone who makes it worse - and better - all at once. (Started writing this a month ago. Just posting it now. Hope it ruins you a little :b.)

It's a short poem.

Kimberly is a 17 year old girl in high school....

I want her to love me again ♥️

🎶🎶🎶all I do is just think, think, think about you, all i do is never miss you, your my memory, memory. memory, i never will forget you✨✨✨✨ 🎶🎶🎶🎶all I do is just lay down, dream, dream, dream and never stop think about you, all I do is go to sleep, dream about you, my missed best friend✨✨✨✨ 🎶🎶🎶🎶I never stop, i miss you alot, I hope your life, life, life, is peaceful, you never miss me but I always miss you,, I will always✨✨✨✨ 🎶🎶🎶🎶I know you don't care but I always care, I forgave in thought but I just never said so, yoi were my bestie full of shine, but it broke...✨✨✨✨ 🎶🎶🎶🎶Me and Maya miss you, even though, we were fighting, we forgave each other...but the last time I saw you, is that you changed..you ran away laughing..and you broke my heart..you said I was a loser..✨✨✨✨ 🎶🎶🎶🎶just remember that I feel homesick, homesick, homesick, about you...and I will always dream, dream, dream about my missed best friend...✨✨✨✨

Felt like a race against time. The three and half hour flight seemed forever. Flashbacks were automatic, rewind to the days when she's full of life, her distinct laugh, her caring hands. I missed her. She was weak and in pain. If I could just do anything. Sat beside her hoping that my touch could make her feel better. Emotional tug of war happening in me. Denying that It won't be long but begging to give her more time. She taught me how to live life with humour. It was my turn. I whispered, "I'm here, I made it.." She smiled, it was the sweetest, it was her last. She took a deep breath, a long one. She never came back.

This is a lil something I wrote about my auntie she died on August 6, 2015 she would've been 53 years old. She died over a rare lung disease only 1 and 100 people get and unfortunately she the one.

crying the category is humor but none of this is funny please hellp I talk about my cringey old life in middle school and 2020 lololol

This is a poem about how I miss the old me and in a sense, killed the old me

Just poems about my feelings