When we're born, our story begins. Each year another chapter. What of the subchapters? Do we simply forget those who we lost amongst the way? Why is it that some characters of the story leave a bigger imprint than others?
When we're born, our story begins. Each year another chapter. What of the subchapters? Do we simply forget those who we lost amongst the way? Why is it that some characters of the story leave a bigger imprint than others?
You know, I was supposed to be doing my homework, and somehow I got on Tinder.
You're probably asking yourself, why is it that I got on Tinder? Well, it started from me texting my friend Jessica about the Biology homework, and then she was talking about how hot our teacher was.
Now, why on Earth is she talking like that? We're 15 and this man is well in his 30's, if even that. Then I remember he...
January 1, 2017.
Thirteen is such a big leap from twelve. Soon, high school will be here. I'm a teenager, I can feel change upon me. And I'm scared. Maybe it's just me overthinking. My therapist told me to write my feelings down, but I know I'll probably lose this book, so what's the harm anyways.
December 20, 2019.
What are the odds that I would find this here a little over two years after my...
"I never wanted you to leave me, I just wanted you to give me some space."
"Then why did you never call?"
"You told me not to call you! You're the one who told me to not call, to not text, to not reach out to you until you were ready!"
"That doesn't mean not call me for years on end! What was I supposed to do? Wait for you for a whole ten years to just waltz back into my life like nothing ever ...
"You don't love me the way that I love you, Hope."
She took a deep breath as she stared her fiancé in the eyes. There was the paper on the table that stood in front of them, her facial expression unreadable. "This isn't about love anymore. This marriage is far beyond saving. You can't just love your way out of the danger you put us in. That you put our kids in."
"You don't love me." He emphasize...
When Passenger said "Only know you love her when you let her go," I didn't truly understand the extent of what those words meant, until that day.
I remember the pit in my stomach. I remember the feeling of my throat being so dry that I felt I couldn't breathe. But most of all, I remember the sharp pains of my heart, knowing this was going to hurt far more than I wanted it to.
I was doing the ri...
Life without you would be no life at all, for there is no me without you.
Without you, there is no life. Without you, there is no peace, without you, there is no future, without you, there is no love.
The sole reason my heart beats still, is because it knows that somewhere else on this planet, it's perfect match is also beating.
I always have and always will believe that my heart was created ...
People had always told me that I had quite the icy personality, and that often times I would give people the cold shoulder without them knowing it. I didn't know why, it had always been that way. Perhaps I picked it up from my father never giving me the light of day, never knowing what the warmth of a soul had felt like. I was robbed of those sunny, bright, and cozy feelings I should have been abl...