What never was, so I must let go
Where to begin? The noble part of me wants to say Thank You. Thank you for being such a good friend to me, and to us. I want to say how much I miss you. How much your confidence meant to me, how good it was to converse with someone of diverting beliefs and feel no judgment. It wants to say how I wish we could go back to how things were. The long nights of merry-making, the immense bouts of laughter and teasing. That part of me misses the peace and splendor of those times. They miss the knowledge of having someone who relies on them. Someone, who maybe even looks up to them. It grieves over our lost bond.
LADIES! THE BALL IS IN YOUR COURT Ladies you have to understand that when a man loves you, he will come, he will approach you but your response most times, makes a man to back off 💯.
BOYS AND GIRLS
𝗔 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵!,💯
Unvoiced Hearts: Ava and the Letter Never Sent
Nestled in the heart of an age-old city, surrounded by majestic oaks and quaint cobblestone lanes, lived Ava, a young woman whose spirit roamed as freely as the breeze through the trees. This city, pulsating with the echoes of history and the vibrancy of the present, served as the perfect canvas for Ava's most closely guarded secret. Concealed within the depths of her journal, this secret was shrouded in layers of ink, embodying the words she never spoke and the emotions she never expressed.
That New York Apartment.
I never thought that I would be here I am today. I had so many reasons to run. Of course leaving hurt. It hurt like nothing else in the world and I was supper scared. I was so tired of being the girl that I was. I felt stuck in the place that most others think is so freeing. I’m sorry that I left but it was for the best even though something always felt odd. I watched the city change. I don’t know New York anymore. Someone had to have left first. I knew deep down that it would be me. I don’t think the people I loved knew that I was going to leave the way I did but I knew when I was young that I wouldn’t stay in the city. I did the minimum anyone asked me, always shouting but not to loud. Just trying to blend in with the rage of NYC.
My White haired Dragon
In the serene embrace of a conservative Asian countryside, a legendary figure dwelled—a dragon disguised as my grandmother. Her life's narrative unfolded against the oppressive backdrop of societal norms that sought to stifle the aspirations of women. Denied the fundamental right to education, she emerged as a formidable force, not merely challenging the limitations imposed upon her but also rewriting the destiny of her descendants.
The Shore of Eternity
Our love The purity has driven others to seek to destroy it, attempts have been made to thwart it because they hate its beauty. The love that was pulled from pain and abuse of others, the love I always knew that was there, a prescience that held me in abeyance, awaiting its fulfillment.
Lie To Me: One Off.
This is going to be a one off story that is connected to the overall story, but this plays no significant role in personal growth, the story’s narrative, nor does it include Posey Jones. However, this story has stuck with me in the darkest nights and in my most solitude moments. I don’t think I’ll ever forget this.
The Garden of Forking Paths
a mathematician with a mind as brilliant as it was troubled. Julian's life was a complex equation, one that balanced the precision of mathematics with the unpredictability of a psyche teetering on the edge.
Echoes of Love Lost.
In the bustling city of Dubai, amidst the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets, there was a man named Dominic. He was a man of quiet demeanor, with a smile that masked the turmoil within. Dominic had once been deeply in love with a woman named Hannah. Their love story had been one of passion and intensity, but like many tales of love, theirs had come to an abrupt end.
How I Overcame My Depression with Cooking and Prayer
I was trapped in a vicious cycle of depression, a silent enemy that robbed me of joy and hope. Every day was a struggle, and every night was a nightmare. I felt worthless, hopeless, and helpless. I tried to hide my pain behind a mask of smiles, but inside, I was falling apart.
Long Distance Love Affair
I met him when I was 30 and he was 19. He had just graduated from high school. We met online. In a chat room, although to this day he swears he was never in one. We chatted that summer online and realized that there was an attraction to one another. He asked if I would date him and I told him "no" because of the age difference. This has turned out to be the single most regretted decision in my life.