A Perfect Day To Be Alone Novels & Stories

It was the best day ever. Or so I thought at the time. Just like our first date, George took me sailing. He had a picnic of delicacies set up for us. Wine and cheese with fresh fruit, oh, and those amazing crackers I could never get enough of. It was the perfect weather for it, just enough wind without overdoing it. The breeze kissed my skin, leaving goosebumps. I couldn't help but feel as though it were the best day ever. And he said all the right things, looked at me with those eyes, green my favorite color, that seemed to sparkle just so in the sunlight. I was a girl in romance heaven as he fed me grapes.

Boulevard of broken dreams. I watched him, almost transfixed by how gracefully he was playing, his hands moving perfectly on the keys, adding flawless riffs and I just had to stand and watch. He wasn't just playing the music. He was the music. The weight behind how he played, the lyrics in my mind as I sang along in my head almost made me tear up. I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone.

no" Makes you feel good, yeah I know you're out of my league But that won't scare me away, oh, no You've carried on so long You couldn't stop if you tried it You've built your wall so high That no one could climb it But I'm gonna try Would you let me see beneath your beautiful? Would you let me see beneath your perfect? Take it off now, girl, take it off now, girl I wanna see inside Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight?" I had no idea he was such an amazing singer. I did my business and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was expecting an empty house without any groceries, but I was rather impressed when all the cabinets were stocked and the refrigerator had everything in my fav

If it wasn't him, it would be painfully awkward. I felt a pang of frustration. Mr. Y and I had been going back and forth for three months. We were supposed to meet before the national holiday. My chat background was a selfie Mr. Y had sent, focusing on his hand, which I had begged him to share for ages. His fingers were slender and beautifully shaped, with nails that glowed a soft, pale pink. I had finally come across a soulmate whose chat topics matched mine perfectly, and the hand was so beautiful. Even just the part shown in the photo hit all the points I loved.

We have had sex a few times since yesterday, in the shower, on the bed, in the cottage, almost in every corner of the beach, and even in the safe box, but still, each time he entered me, I felt a shock deep inside me… it was still so new… so unique and so perfect. * Later, we hiked to a cliff and camped there. “Beautiful,” I commented as I stared around the island and the horizon. From this height, I could see the entire island, it was not that big, but it was aptly named ‘Paradise.” Full of nature and man-made structures, this island was a perfect example of how nature and science could come in sync. “Have you taken a dive from here?” I asked him as I looked down. “What?” he laughed in shoc

On one sunny day, Liam went down on one knee, presenting me with a diamond ring he had designed himself, and asked, "Eleanor, will you marry me?" I smiled, held out my hand, and answered without hesitation, "Yes."

‘Yeah, whatever,’ I wanted to say but then I saw how she looked with her dress glued to her body like a second skin, the top of her cleavage exposed and her thighs on full display. Scumbags like that motherfucker are moved by what they see, and right now they’d look at her and think she’s asking for it. Assholes. Every last one of them. “Weren't taught not to wander alone, especially in places like this?” “What?” She looked taken aback as she blinked at me. “I wasn't wandering —” “You should thank your stars that nothing happened tonight. You might not be as lucky next time,” I said in a bored tone, watching her tremble a bit at the harshness of my voice.

I wasn't a fan of crying myself to sleep but everything around me gave me a reason to cry even when I didn't want to "You are... alone...I mean how are you?"Leo said when she held up her phone, rubbing her eyes as she tried sitting up. The sun was crispy outside so vibrant and the breeze was inviting... a beautiful day for a walk and I was down for that just to get some things off my mind

🎶Alone by Alan Walker. 🎶If this night is not forever...🎶 🎶At least we are together...🎶 🎶I know I'm not alone...🎶 "You'll never be alone my love," she heard a whisper in the wind. With her eyes closed she couldn't tell if it was Ace or her imaginative voice but right at that moment, dancing in his arms, her head resting on his arms in a beautiful garden she knew she wasn't alone tonight and if she wakes up alone tomorrow then she'd treasure tonight's memory for the rest of her life.

I know I'm beautiful But, I know I'm ugly too I'm slowly loosing all the self love which I manged to gathered... I wish I could share it But it's there someone willing to listen it? And not judge me? I don't want advice... I just want someone to listen it I'm scared to be alone But to scared to ask for companion Im Trying my level best to stop it.. But I just don't how to do it... I feel like I'm slipping into depression and there's no one out to see it..