How can you live as though our hearts didn’t once beat as one? Six years later, and the pain of unrequited love and loss still lingers. I remember…
Original Stories
Room 403
My back is suddenly thrust against a wooden chair. I hear only the sounds of my fast-beating heart. My hands rest on my lap as if cuffed, though…
Nothing More Romantic Than This
This evening, the good kind of sun is out, an invisible envelope filled with warmth. A kind of sun you can close your eyes and direct the whole…
Did I Really Cause This?
Waking up to see a new day is supposed to be a joy/give a sense of comfort and freshness I guess, but this was not my case. Going…
There Is Love At Home
You stared at the lovers walking right in front of you and hissed. “Yeye love!” You muttered under your breath. It was just a few minutes past 7…
My Own Dilemma
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