#excerpts of stories

[excerptsofstories]

You can’t just touch my soul and then leave me.

Excerpt from a book I will never write #1400 // our memories cross my brain everyday

[vomitingwords]

"Were you frustrated?" he asked.

"I was. And it's beginning to feel like I could've done something different and still gotten the same result," she said while looking down on her weary hands. Tracing the lines on her palms with her shaky fingers. "I could've done something. I could've made a different choice. I could've found another way. I could've turned on a different road. And it's frustrating to know that, even if I did all that, it could still be the wrong choice."

Where were you? // ma.c.a

[blooming-anna-rose]

“I watch him, and I think, he could be my soulmate.

But I hold myself back, I hold myself steady and let myself wonder if one day we will look back and laugh at our story. If one day we will be drinking coffee in the morning and talk about when we were young and dumb. He will tell me how much harder I made it for us, and I will shrug my shoulders and apologize for my stubbornness. And we will laugh and we will be together in the end.

And then I look down, and look back up to see him staring at me.”

- n.c. // and I hold myself back

[divinedoubts]

An excerpt from my WIP.

[justwordsonpages]

It's so easy for me

It's effortless, I don't even try

To me it's as easy as breathing to forget that anyone really cares about me

It's so easy for me to accept that I'm unlovable

To realize that I'm boring, stupid, ugly

To understand that I am only what I can provide other people

Because I'll never be good enough just on my own

It's easy to remember all the people in the past

Who saw me as a person and decided I wasn't worth the effort

Who spent so much time with me that they actually got sick of me

They probably wished they were anywhere else

With someone else who is funnier, more exciting, smarter, less exhausting

I'm annoying, I get in the way, and I never have anything truly important to say.

And some days, like today, like right now,

It is so, so easy for me

It is effortless

To wish I was someone people loved

[taintedglass]

"Maturing is realizing your pain doesn't make you one in a million but a million to one."

[hermoonlitroses]

“Palestine 🇵🇸 the land of hearts ♥️🫂🇵🇸 and the Palestinians, “the soul of the soul”

[wordswithloveee]

[justthinking005]

“I owe it to her to be a better person.”

Okay. Fine. But what about me? Don’t you think you owe it to me to work on yourself? To be a better person so you never hurt anyone again like you’ve hurt me? For the last 5 years, you’ve dragged me through the mud, pushed and pulled me in so many different directions and caused so much heartache and pain. You drop me at every bad turn because you don’t want to deal with the consequences of your actions but it leaves me dealing with them. The pain is real. The heartache never seems to go away. And after 5 years of this fucking bullshit, you owe it to me to be a better person because I’m the one you consistently fuck over. I’m the one you consistently hurt. If you owe anyone, anything - you owe me the biggest apology, the biggest turn around and the biggest hug. Because I can’t seem to stop hurting. And it’s all your fault. And I wish I could hate you for it, for all of it. I wish I could hate you. I’ve tried and I’ve tried. But I can’t. And I find myself missing you when you’re not here. I’m missing the friendship more than anything. You owe it to yourself but you also owe it to me. Because I don’t think the heartache and pain is ever going to stop. And I need it to stop.

[franciskolar]

I loved you so much that even when you hurt me, I tried to understand you.

[messsywriter]

You always find a way back to me. In words, in movies, in songs, in that coffee shop we used to walk by. In memories. In every posible way, you always come back. And I can’t keep pretending you’re not in every corner I see. In every thought. In every feeling. Your memory is consuming my life. And the worst part? I don’t want you to stop.

- I. A

[excerptsofstories]

She started walking away from him, and there was a brief look of desperation on his face. "Wait," he called out, hoping she would stay for just a bit longer. "Don't go." She turned around and hesitated, before saying, "It's over. You can tell me a thousand lies. You can say that you've never met anyone like me before. You can laugh at all my jokes and stare at me like I'm the only woman in the world. You can tell me that it's always been me. But at the end of the day, she's the one you go home to. And I finally understand that that's never going to change."

Excerpt from a book I will never write #1425

[vomitingwords]

IF WORDS COULD HOLD YOU// MA.C.A

[blooming-anna-rose]

I know my love and it’s worth. I know who I am, and I know I am good and a privilege to know. I will not make the same mistakes of trusting blindly after being hurt one too many times. I will never be convinced that I am poison again, and I never thought you would be the one to try and convince me of that. I know when it’s time to go and I know when I go, I will leave my absence and that will never fade.

- n.c. // i would have loved you forever and i hope you know what you have given up in your choice to hurt me.

[the-captaincoffee]

Bird

When I see you my heart... it... she struggled with words, trying to sort the tangled web of her mind enough to explain to him how she felt its as if my heart is a bird trapped inside the cage of my ribs. And when I see you... she took a breath... it tries to break free from the cage. It sings and it hums and it flutters about. That's why I'm so scared, it's never done this before. And I'm scared that if I set it free it'll never come back. But I guess that I should follow that old saying right? If you love something let it go. You have my heart, you have the bird that sings for your ears only...

[justwordsonpages]

One day

You could change your mind

You could float away like clouds on a breeze

I wonder if it would be effortless for you

If you would miss me at all

If you'd smoothly and undramatically move on

If you'd miss me like you missed your ex, almost about a year after you broke up

Do you still miss her?

I am filled with all these questions because one day

One day you could go and never come back

One day you could find better and take it

And leave me behind like a rusted penny that fell out of your pocket when you were out getting groceries

I've thought about it so many times

How you could go back to perfectly living a life without me in it

How you're so busy even now, you wouldnt even notice I was gone

There would be no major lifestyle change

You'd have no reason to think of me

And the breeze that carried you away would never come back to hold me ever again

Would you ever think about reaching back out to me after we broke up?

Would you ever miss me lying in your bed the way you did her?

Your life would be easier without me in it actually

And the hardest part is that I have to tell myself

That none of this is rational thought

No matter how real it feels to me