Postings with tag: too_late
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It is a fact that you don't know what you have till it's not there anymore. Don't rely on someone to be there, always waiting for you, because one day you might realize they were all you ever wanted, and on that day, they might be gone.
What if you know you are in love, but it was too late? There is only one thing to do. Tell them you love them when you have the chance. Or else you just might be too late. It's now or never.
I loved someone, and then I lost him. I see him everywhere, and it depresses me in a way nothing else ever has. He's not dead or anything, I just can never see him or talk to him again. And he never even knew I love him...
A boy tries one last desperate attempt to reform the life of the girl he loves. Once again, based on a song: "Everything Goes Dark." Apparently I'm obsessed with sad stories inspired by music. Oh well. :) For Zemet's Short Story contest.
In many mythologies and cultures, there is a concept of hell, albeit in a different format, but the general gist is the same. In some, Islamic and Greek for example, concepts, or manifestations of hell, there is a guardian, ferryman or a welcomer. This poem is a take on what…