Unstoppable Dreams Poem Words Novels & Stories

I reached out, pausing an inch away from her wrapped hands, waiting until she slowly, hesitantly slid her fingers out from beneath the fleece to meet mine. "The dream didn't build a perfect version of you," I murmured, gently wrapping my large, scarred hand around her raw fingers. "The dream simply allowed me to see your soul before the world bruised your body. Reality isn't going to break anything, little one. It's just going to give me the chance to prove that I'm real enough to hold you through the daylight, too."

Lisa stood by the window, staring at nothing in particular. She had been stuck at the office for hours without being able to do a single thing. Thoughts of the previous night filled her head. As she pushed herself to work on the first file Sonia had brought into the office that morning, she told herself the reason she still felt overwhelmed was probably because she had never been touched for the last seven whole years since she took that dreaded decision to trade a tasteless marriage for Will’s safety. However, it didn’t stop the vivid dreams.

And I had been foolish enough to feel guilty, desperate to cure his legs as if I owed him everything. The tears I shed now washed away the last fragments of attachment I had for him. This false marriage, carried on for five years, needed to end here. As I closed my eyes and finally let go, a cold mechanical voice rang through my mind. "Host, the system has detected a second mission failure. Do you wish to terminate it?"

Raymond, grim-faced, pushed aside anyone who tried to stop him and led Melanie to the hospital. He knelt before the lifeless Bethany. "Mom, don't worry about Melanie. I'll take good care of her and make her the happiest woman in the world. As long as I'm alive, I'll make sure neither you nor Melanie suffers." It would seem that the promises he made were only good for seven years. Feeling like a chunk of her heart had been ripped out, Melanie opened her mouth to say something, but the tears came first. So this was what being in agony felt like.

Above them, the sky stretched wide and endless. And somewhere deep beneath it all— The bond pulsed. Unbreakable. Unchosen. Unstoppable. 🩸

She crouched, touching a glowing letter. It pulsed once beneath her fingertip, warm and alive. > “The world’s writing poetry now,” she murmured. > “Or asking questions,” Adrian said behind her. He knelt, studying the lines. “They’re fragments. Conscious thoughts trying to connect.” > “Like a baby’s first words?” > “More like a symphony learning its first note.” The words kept appearing, vanishing as soon as the rain touched them. > “It’s thinking out loud,” Mira whispered. “We made a world that dreams.”

Dea tiredly entered the password of the gate, good thing her stepmother didn't change that until that time. Her head was still throbbing because of what Joo-eun had said to her earlier, her mind was running with an unknown feeling. All she had done in her life was just moving on and pretending everything else around her was invisible, the cause was she had been broken. Something had broken her a long, long time ago, which couldn't be fixed again. But in this evening, after hearing Joo-eun's words, another thing seemed to snap inside her again

" - - - - Saturday evening was so bored and quiet, having dinner with Joachim was worse. He paid less or no attention to her, his earphone blocking literally his hearing and his cell phone distracting his sight, that Mareili felt he wasn't even there at all. She had to rush her meal, leaving him and rushing to take her bath. After bathing, Mareili sat on the porch as she watched weak sun disappear into the horizon. The clouds rumbled, and for some reason Mareili thought the rain and the sun were fighting for dominance over the earth, this was what her mother made her believe whenever the rain threatened to fall and the Sun refused to vanish. When the sky turned grey, and the horizon released

I started singing silently while brushing my hair. "Can you hear, my heartbeat?" Tired of feeling, never enough. I close my eyes, tell myself that my dreams will come true. There'll be no more darkness when you believe in it. Yourself you are unstoppable. Where your destiny lies, dancing on the blades. "You set my heart on fire!" I screamed while hopping on my bed while kneeling down. "Don't stop us now, the moment of truth! We were, born to make history!"