I saw you ... Again. Meeting you again was unexpected. I was so sure that I hated you but as soon as I saw you again, I fell in love with you all over again. What am I supposed to do with this feelings? If am I to tell you, would you accept? Is it true that first love never dies? ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... I do not own any pictures/art. I do not take any credit to any art/pictures in this story. All credits belongs to the artist/owners of the art/picture.

I really loved him but everything fell apart that day. It's not like I didn't know what was going on; I knew it, deeply in my mind, I knew it. And just when I thought my heart was settling down again, Ryan came into my life. Little did I know that I had just been in the eye of the storm. How to fix a broken heart? A wounded soul? How are you supposed to keep going when your world is falling apart? Faith and conviction. "Both looked at each other's eyes a new that, this time, it was meant to be".

"I do. I do believe you." He cuts me off. "I'm sorry for accusing you I just, I don't know. At the time I thought it made sense." "Don't apologise. I deserved your outburst guilty or not. I deserved a lot more than that." I excuse honestly. "Why do you have to make this so hard?" He groans. "Sorry?" I ask. "You. You're making this difficult." "I didn't mean-" "That right there. Quit being a gentleman. You are making it so hard to hate you right now." "I-" I get cut off by his lips on mine. His hands hold onto either side of my face as he roughly kisses me. I close my eyes and let him lead. He falls into my lap and I wrap my hand around him and hold his hips.

"After every time I had wasted on someone who didn't matter, you came along and didn't even touch me. You didn't hold my hand, kiss me or even give me high fives. I'd just watch you from afar, falling more and more in love with what I saw. I couldn't care less about not touching you. All I cared about was if you were safe. And I've found that that is what love truly is and truly should be." (Updates every Wednesday and Saturday!)

"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆." 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒙𝒂 𝑲𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝑺𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕 has been in love with one of her brother's best friends for a year. She never sees herself as good enough for him. She's been comparing herself to all of his past girlfriends. Her toxic best friend makes everything worse.She says that Felixa will only end up with another broken heart. She shouldn't be making things worse. She should be supporting her. Right? 𝑨𝒙𝒛𝒆𝒏 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌 has broken many hearts. He's never cared about any of those broken hearts. He's lied and said things that he's never meant. He overheard a conversation in the cafeteria during lunch that crossed a line for him. He's watched a heart that shouldn't be broken end up broken. He absolutely hates it. Fixing that broken heart....did something unexpected to him. He started caring about someone. Started: January 10, 2024 Completed: Completed: March 16, 2024 *Language, Mature Themes, Trigger Warnings*

".....I am pathetic. I know this and there is no other explanation for it. I am in love with a man who's in love with someone else and that is my downfall. You're my downfall Harry and you don't even realize that. It's not even your fault. I wish could blame you and say you lead me on and that you're the reason why I am so desperately alone and so sad, but that's no where near the case....." All Rights Reserved © sweetbbyhs 2020 Published: 3/31/20

You know what sad about love?its when you happen to know that there's just no hope for you being together yet you still pray to make it work. Its when your mind says 'let go' but your heart says hold on. It's when you dream of that person almost every night only to wake up in the morning with tears in your eyes.And most of all, it's when no matter how you try to forget that person, you just can't cause of the fact that you love that person so much and you just don't know why...

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ? Murder... The word that people despised. It brought not only loss but stands for death. One of the many things that scares humans; as their was really no way to control it... One of the many things that changed her life forever. ~ "Please don't leave me." I pleaded, looking down at my my limp mother. Her blood went around us, staining the floor. This is all my fault... If only I had locked the door that night. The intruders words rang through my head, over and over again; like a broken record. "This is all your fault." My father spit. Breaking anything in his path. That day the old him was gone, never to return. The nightmare of this day would haunt me in my sleep; as my life was never the same. Life was unfair, the world is a horrible place. It was like everything came crashing down at one moment. The only person I had left after that was my best friend... We slowly grew apart as he didn't know what went on behind the doors of my house. Years passed, as the day still made my life worse. Not having the money to move I was still stuck in the same house... By the same river. Soon anouther murrder happened, the same way as... My mother's. Suspicions spread though the small town. A twenty minute ride to there. I would live in town to if I had the money. That day when the decective came to the door; it was just fate. As I didn't know it then... But, he would save me. It... Was just something about the way he looked at me; that made my heart go a mile a minute. (ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs 3,000 ᴡᴏʀᴅs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ... ɴᴏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀs ɴᴏᴛᴇs, ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. ©® ʟᴇxɪɴᴀᴛᴏʀ04)

.( only for 17 ....mature language will be there...so read on your own risk...) This is My story so do not copy it... (\_/) ( °¢° ) .How could it be? When I look at you Faraway memories come back to life It's always like that When I look at you I see the lost memories from you Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me It happens even when I try When I'm in front of you Memories I want to forget come back to life Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me

I deeply inhale and after a few seconds, exhale. Sooner or later, I'll have to return. Stalling won't help. The call gave me new strengths and lifted me back up on my feet. I can't show him the consequences he made. I have to stay strong. With newfound determination, I walk back to his office. The door is still open, so I step in and close them behind me. I finally see him behind a desk, with his head enveloped in his hands. At the sound of the door, he lifts his gaze up but lowers it back down again. I almost feel sorry for him, but the alarms in my head ring, reminding me not to get tricked. He is the one, who deceived me first. I lift my head up high and loudly start to introduce myself, formally addressing him. "Hello, I am Mia Rose, your new assistant," and extend my hand. He looks at me surprised and his smile turns into a gentle one. I think I see a speck of sadness in his eyes, but my attention is drawn to his hand. "Hello, I'm Mark Adams, a professional photographer. Nice to meet you," and shakes my hand. I notice he addresses me formally as well. His handshake is strong but still gentle. I feel like he doesn't want to let go, but soon does and sits back in his chair.