روايات وقصص ضمن Once I Was Lost

All lyrics of the music turn into a beautiful melody inside my head. I was once a lost young lady, lost in a sea of selfishness, all I think about that time is myself. I perhaps lost myself multiple times, but being lost leads me to the people who unexpectedly stay till the end. “I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now, channeling angels in the new age now, hot summer days, rock and roll, the way you'd play for me at your show, and all the ways I got to know, your pretty face and electric soul.”

The impact was expectedly explosive and here I am now, lost and wandering. I don’t think I will ever find myself ever again. I remember the first time I lost myself, I was in the worst possible situation—or so I thought—but when Jayler showed up in my life, I found myself again. I found it whole and I became better, a lot more whole than ever before. But I was wrong before, now, I was in the actual worst situation. The actual basement of rock bottom. Who would’ve thought that the person who helped you find your once lost self would be the same person who would make you lose it again?

i try my best to smile But tears came out "I'm sorry, but I need to find myself by my own. I chose it alone, so I have to crawl back to where I used to be ..." ".... I lost myself when i am with you, i lost everything in a very short time but now i need to overcome all of this for own good" "Sorry Oakley, but I want you to stop courting me"

I am only myself. I once misplaced my love and loyalty and lost who I was. Now, at a terrible price, I have bought back my name, my soul, and my one, unrepeatable life.

" I reply slowly moving away from him. "Okay sing and I'd do whatever you want," he begs as he stands. "Let's keep that deal open. " I reply with a nervous smile. "As you wish. " I quickly rise as I recall this deal. I know it's stupid but tell me what else to do! "Amazing grace, how sweet that sounds... That... That saved a wretch like me. I.. I o... Once was lost but now I'm found. O... Once blind, but n... Now, I see.

Our hearts were really pumpin’ Say yeah, yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah, yeah. As the rapturous couple spun, twirled, and moved across the makeshift dance floor, synchronized clapping kept them in stitches with unrestrained happiness. Every single person present at Ringo’s that night lost their way throughout the year, be it romantically, employment wise, or because of something else entirely–like addiction or self worth. Some were dealing with or preparing for the unexpected loss of a loved one, and others were searching for their destined route on a road map previously unwritten.

It was Raven and Josh holding hand, their backs facing the camera on the cliff overlooking the city, Josh and Kate’s special place. It feels as if she had fallen into a cactus, and her heart has been punctured a million times over by tiny pins. It stings at first, but now it feels as if they’ve left her numb—not even slightly painful, just numb. She is not bleeding, but she knows after she slowly start to pull these foreign objects out, one by one, the blood will come gushing out. She was heartbroken twice by the same man.

My hands trembled as I clutched the phone tighter, the silence stretching between us thick with everything left unsaid—but understood. “When I was with Vanessa, she was literally family. Closer to them than I was.” He continued. His voice was casual. That stung, but honestly, I deserved it. I messed up. Time to pay for it. I didn’t care what he said, as long as he was back. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt like someone who’d been lost for ages and finally found home. “Baby, I will do better. I will be better,” I whispered, voice trembling as tears blurred my vision, each word soaked in the ache of everything I’d lost—and still hoped to fix.

And, weak-willed as I was, I fell for it—ignoring every warning my best friend whispered in my ear. I thought that no matter how flawed he was, he must have been drawn to something in me. But that wasn’t it. It had all been a cruel joke. He had lost a bet with his friends. The loser had to randomly pick a student ID and pursue that person, regardless of gender, looks, or personality. That person he picked happened to be me. If not for that, Keith and I would have been nothing more than two parallel lines, never crossing and colliding. I remembered the first time he took me to one of his friends' gatherings.

Now I know. I've lost my everything.