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'Your words wound me deeply, but your silence hurts even more.'
Write a story or poem opening with, or containing, this line.
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My heart longed for you, crying in silence.
Your words wound me deeply, but your silence hurts even more.
I broke the trust we had, dragging you back to your darkest days.
The painful times I promised to never repeat.
You fought fiercely to keep our love alive.
Fighting for me.
Fighting by me.
But I did not rose to meet you at the podium.
Letting you down was my greatest regret.
One I'm ...
“If I love you I can’t lie to you”
“Of course you can lie to me , cuz what the hell do i care about the truth?i care if your were there
And what- what does the truth matter? And why you gonna be truthful with me when you lie to everybody else? You lied when you smiled at my father, treat me the same way you treat him. Lie to me , smile”
“I can’t treat you that way”
“You must,you must,because I...
I don’t know how you do it. You can wound me with just a look. Maybe it’s because you genuinely used to feel like my friend. I know you remember the hours we spent building a fort in the backyard. You have to remember us begging mom and dad to take us for milkshakes when we got tired of building. And there’s no way you have forgotten the scavenger hunts we used to create for the neighbors. Teammat...
We had always loved crocheting together. We’d sit on the porch for hours, talking, laughing, sharing stories of the past and our future together. My favorite time would be the fall, when it was cooler and the wind was blowing our hair. Our cat would be curled by the window, in his little basket. Those were simpler times.
When you lost interest in that and started going out on those nights, I had...
Your words are
Daggers, slashing
Through my walls
All the way to this crashing,
Weak heart
Wounds open where you cut
But over time they
Become scars and shut
‘Till only traces tell of our decay
Your silence is
A machine gun
Or maybe a nuclear bomb?
Your silence is
A direct crit hit
It strikes once and kills
Yet you always
Pull me back from the brink
Like you can‘t part ways
Though you attack ...
She sat there, not saying a word.
“Evangeline,” said mark. “Would you say something? Anything?”
Evangeline didn’t say anything. She didn’t nod her head. She didn’t shake it. She didn’t move.
Mark took her hands into his. “Evie, I know you don’t want me to go but I don’t have a choise. I-I have to go to war. I’m the crown prince and I have to help fight for my kingdom, because my father wo...
The pain from your words is difficult, but the silence that follows is even more hurtful. Your sudden outpouring of emotions left me feeling confused and uncertain. While your words may have caused wounds, it is your silence that leaves me wondering about your true thoughts. Your words still linger in my mind, preventing me from resting peacefully. The silence between us is now more deafening than...
I love my mother but i do not like her
I wish i did, i wish icould talk to her like a normal person or even be best friends
But we are not her word as cut like a knife
I drown in her expectations of me
I was never a perfect daughter
But i try to be
I tried and I tried but I couldn’t be
I’m not like my other siblings to her , i had to choose myself, i had to leave
She says she loves me but s...
Your words wound me deeply,
But your silence hurts even more.
When you yell, I know you’re angry.
Because we’ve been there before.
When you say nothing at all,
Just shake your head and stare.
I feel my heart drop and fall.
You almost can’t even care.
We’ve gone through this stuff,
And you told me to stop then.
But quitting it was too tough.
“_I was going to tell you._” “**When?**”
“You should’v...
Although I usually enjoy the thrill of a cheap insult, I know that Nikolai du Romanet is at my ball to assassinate me, and so I've decided that I won't grant him the satisfaction of small talk before he does.
"Your words usually wound me deeply." Nikolai pulls my closer by the small of my back to whisper into my ear as we waltz around the room, enveloped in a flurry of pinks, whites, and yellows a...
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