Toyou Stories

She was born from chaos, kept alive by the noise-until he arrived and stilled the storm. In his silence, she felt seen. In his presence, she became. But love, like all fragile things, expired without warning. Now, with nothing left but breath and unsent words, she writes-to remember, to mourn, to survive. Genre: Epistolary Poems © 2022 by maxlilies (Kylie Anne Gida)

Gently, this piece lingers in the quiet moments most people overlook - the seconds after laughter fades and before words return. Underneath the surface, it speaks of closeness that doesn't need attention, of comfort that settles naturally, as if it has always existed. Light falls differently when two people stand still long enough to truly see each other, and sometimes that stillness says more than any confession could. After the world softens into background noise, what remains is the warmth of presence - steady, certain, and quietly powerful. Between held breaths and unspoken understanding, there is a kind of connection that feels less like chance and more like inevitability. In the end, this is simply about what stays when everything else fades - the afterlight that lingers long after the moment should have passed.

Random thoughts And just trying to be poetic? Nothing much

peace time

i can't tell them.. but i can say it here, at least.

This is to you, the broken, the lost, the fighting, the survivor. This is to all who feel like no one hears your calls for help. I hear you. You are not alone. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ These are the thoughts I wish I could say out loud. These are the tears that I weep alone. These are the parts of my story I choose to write.

Jeonghan reunites with his unrequited admirer, Seungcheol, the one he restricts to interact with. As much as he likes to keep the distance, the sudden feeling of guilt pulls him to seek an explanation. And Seungcheol gladly welcomes him.

This is where I put all the appreciation notes I have written. Do not be offended if you are not in here.

Psychological, emotional, diary entries💕

Come here, if you need an assurance. Read this, if you need a reminder. That life is beautiful and you are worth it. [Here I share you some of my favorites that I had been writing for some time]

this story is for my first love. he knows who he is and I want him to see this but I'm too scared to actually give him this so if he sees this its fate ig p.s. I love you BJ

This story does not belong to me. This is just a novel version of the manga To You, the Immortal by Yoshitoki Ōima. It is about this strange being who comes into the earth to preserve life. It can take forms of non-living and living things but with a cost; the living must be dead in order to take their forms. Follow Fushi and his journey to find his purpose and life.

Hyacinth lives by careful choices - careful words, careful silences and carefully built spaces. Her life is steady, intentional, and shaped by what she chooses not to revisit. When someone familiar returns as a stranger, she is asked to stand at the edge of what once was and what can never be again. As she lends her hands to building a future that no longer belongs to her, Hyacinth must decide what truths deserve a voice and which must remain buried.

x, an unknown variable. letters to x.

To my best friend, my angel, my lion, my dark ray, my darling

This is everything I've never been able to say.

Thoughts of us come crashing through my mind every single time I see random things around me, random people, places we've been to, things we used to do. I knew I had to let you go and I had to let these memories of us subside down the deepest abyss. Sometimes I still think about you and the things that might have happened If I still had you. What if I never let this happen? What if you never gave up and let me go? What if I never loved you too much? What if you still love me now? What if?

Just stop reading this pointless thing. It isn't worth your time just like me apparently.

a little bit of rhyme and alot of feelings in few lines