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It's all about the agony that one suffers from a wound received long ago somewhere in the past that still aches and reminds of the someone so cold, so dear and so forbidden, that you couldn't even ask them for yourselves, but just despair.
And it's fiction , not any real life sort of thing.
About a girl who fell in love with a boy who loved her back but could never fully accept that fact, without loving himself first. So he let her go and this is one of her many letters to him. Thanks for reading :) Feel free to leave any kind of feedback about this writing. Thank you!! :) A.L.L.X
There are three Haikus one on love, one on loosing love and one about getting over love (my love). The first haiku is about how I see love, the second haiku is when my dad, and the third one is about a break up... I hope you enjoy :)
tanka about love
Poetry | Updated Nov 8, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
It is unimportant. It is consuming. It is unhealthy for mind and soul. It can't be heard.
Written at 2am in the morning. Song by Secondhand Serenade - Goodbye. Any feedback is much appreciated, please, send me your thoughts about this. Thanks for reading :)
By Neil Patrick Ricard
Chapter 3 and 4 of my Christian Spiritualist self help book :)
By Naseem Khan105
its about losing and gaining
Short Story | Updated Mar 16, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ina Mcfarmers
Certain needs to be recognised
By Maggie Comb
this is a novel story about life .life is but a toy ..life is a toy u play with and make mistakes with it we learn how to play with the toy like we learn in life ..everyday is a new beggining every sad moment makes you weaker but then you will be strong enough to forget the pain you had the most...
freaking friend drama... grr.... no me gusta....
A writing about me and my life, sorta....
By Own Ur Rehman
My Own created Animation based on my poem "The Final End"
This poem is a sad bit that i wrote one night while litening to slow piano music. I was thinking about my Ex. who i broke up with many months ago. We still loved eachother but because of variouse reasons could not be together or se eachother at all. I recently got told by him that his love of me...
A poem which might realate to my situation at the moment. =)
Poetry | Updated Jun 3, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0