Poems About Darkness And Love Novels & Stories

--- Because life didn’t stop for uncertainty. --- It only made space for it. --- Evening came slowly. --- The campus lights turned on one by one. --- Ariana found herself near the dorm hallway without realizing how she got there. --- Her steps slowed. --- And then stopped. --- Oliver’s room was just ahead. --- The door was closed. --- Quiet. --- Ordinary. --- She stood there for a long time. --- Not knocking. --- Not leaving. --- Just existing in front of something that used to feel closer than it did now.

" My mother sat frozen on the ground, her gaze empty as she stared at the check. Samuel's silhouette faded away. The blood on my mother's arms and legs had turned to a dark crust. The relentless sun baked her, turning her skin a deep red. Time seemed to stand still until, at last, she stirred. She lowered her head and let out a cry of despair so raw, it echoed the pain of a creature in its final moments. "Yocelyn, how could you have loved a man like that?!" Beneath the harsh sun, I broke out in a cold sweat. My heart ached as I stayed by my mother's side, wishing I could wrap her in my arms and shield her from the world. However, to protect a man like that…

[Francis Davis, 1990-2023] No final words of wisdom and no heartfelt farewells. Just the dates marking the beginning and end of their stories, with a tiny dash in between to represent everything in between. That tiny dash was their whole world. They fell hard for each other, fought fiercely, and in the end, they went down together.

I had my parents with me, and they would never abandon me. When I had been young, I had often sat in a corner of the orphanage, staring at the cracked walls. One by one, the other children had been adopted, finding their own families. But no one had ever come for me. Even as I had grown up, I had always been alone. No matter how hard life got, I had endured it on my own. Then, Caleb came into my life, like a ray of light cutting through the darkness. No one could truly understand how deeply someone who had lived in the shadows craved the warmth of the sun or how desperately someone who had been ignored for so long yearned to be loved.

He may burn the world but the only thing I will yearn for is this constant affection. I don't just crave the darkness. I may just be the darkness itself. *

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

I looked down at the grave one last time, my heart breaking all over again. “I love you,” I whispered. “I’ll always love you, Mackenzie.” yes I do love her and maybe I was just waiting for her to die before I make this confession. The wind stirred again, carrying my words away into the night. The forest seemed darker now, the shadows deeper and more menacing. I turned and began to walk away, each step heavier than the last. I didn’t look back. I couldn’t. If I did, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to leave. But as I moved through the trees, one thought stayed with me, burning bright and clear in the darkness.

" By the way,if you think about it,love is overrated anyway" "Overrated" Aurora screamed. " My heart is bleeding from hearing such blasphemy" She said, clutching her heart as though she was injured. Alexandra bursted into a fit of laughter at Aurora's reaction. "Please stop, you're making me tear up," She said. "Let's be real, just because you have a loving relationship doesn't mean it will be the same for others. Love can be really messy sometimes. Take my parents relationship for an example" Aurora turned towards Alexandra, taking her hands in hers. "I get how you feel but don't let your parents life determine yours." She said in a serious voice. " You're really missing out on all the roma

I find it more pleasant than the sun scorching my skin. When we entered the small forest, the streetlights no longer reached the trees, and the path became dark. But the moonlight still illuminated some of the trail ahead; it was a perfect setting for a horror story. Sometimes, I still questioned why I walked through there at night, but if I took the street, I'd have to walk more than a kilometer, so the shortcut wasn't that bad.

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h