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a lil bit of the heartA Book by Rheiafirst love. first heartache. first heartbreak. a book of four-liner poems that create a story of discovering love and it's many complications. |
chapter oneA Chapter by Rheia❝it only took one night❞☾the best night of my lifei met youtalked for six hours straightand i knew |
chapter twoA Chapter by Rheia❝lovesick afternoon❞❤i find it hard to expressbut you understoodand said yesyou smiled; i got red |
chapter threeA Chapter by Rheia❝i wanna make you happy❞☺the smile on your facemakes me smile as i tracememorising the shapei hope it does not fade |
chapter fourA Chapter by Rheia❝please stay forever with me❞☾stay the nightlets hold handslaugh; illuminated by moonlighti'm at your command |
chapter fiveA Chapter by Rheia❝wake up slow❞☀your eyes closedfreckles on your nosethe curtains shadowsa perfect view |
chapter sixA Chapter by Rheia❝i will follow you into the dark❞☁if you go; ill go tooi can't bear the thoughtof you so lowand alone |
chapter sevenA Chapter by Rheia❝i wish i was beside you❞✈gone on a tripyou're so far awaycalling me, i press greensmiling as you tell me you're okay |
chapter eightA Chapter by Rheia❝goodnight moon❞☂you kiss my foreheadour smiles numbin your hands i sheda tear of all my love |
chapter nineA Chapter by Rheia❝here without you❞-sitting on my front porchlife passes bymy eyes are redbut i did not cry |
What does it mean to liveA Poem by OlivierLiving is an extraordinary coincidence everyone reading this gets to experience. Birth, life, and death. And everything inbetween |
chapter tenA Chapter by Rheia❝why'd you leave me❞☕cup of tea in handi swallow down the lumpthe memory of youimprinted on my left hand |
chapter elevenA Chapter by Rheia❝need you now❞☁nights like thesei feel the beathead between my kneesalone in the backseat |
chapter twelveA Chapter by Rheia❝not over you❞☂everyone keeps askingbut how can i forgetwhen you're still on my mindall the fūcking time |
Yesterday's Lies are Today's TruthsA Chapter by Final-KarmaDuran, reminisces on its past. Remembering its rise and fall. |
My WarA Poem by OlivierFor the longest time, There was two equal and opposite forces battling for control of my future. |