Less than Thirteen Roses              In fairytales and dramas, we obviously were supposed to exchange shy smiles with each other throughout the night and immediately fall in love with each other and elope during

You taught me how to dance, yet here I am alone, reciting a routine that was so familiar to the both of us. You left me for the best of your future, and I couldn’t blame you; how could I? Relationships were never meant to overtake one’s life, so it couldn’t overtake yours – or mine. Our end probably never affected you much, and I wished th

There once was a girl. She was sent away - away to a place where she was different. Everyone called her a freak - everyone, except for that one boy. That boy protected her. He became the apple to her eye. He became her guardian angel. He became her only friend - her best friend. The love story of a four-year-old and a five-year-old bloomed. It was innocent love. They thought they were going to live happily-every-after.

Tokens of remembrance take two forms: figurative and literal. Figurative ones are symbolic while literal ones are physical items, such as photo albums or jewelry, that remind someone of another important person in his or her life.

They began as nothing. The became friends - best friends. They evolved into something else - something more. Their bond became almost unbreakable - almost. Bonds and

He tried to make you the cliche "breakfast in bed." But what if he's on the verge of burning down your house? And it wasn't really breakfst. 

I admired his perfectly scupted side profile - his beautiful eyes, his sharp nose, his plump lips - as we sat in class. He probably had no idea that I was in this class with him. But I liked him. I've liked him for three years, but I found no courage to ever confess to him. I mean, we weren't even friends. We never talked before, and, perhaps, never would.

"You're worthless," they told her. "I don't care," she told them. "I love you," he wanted to tell her. She didn't have a father. She didn't have a perfect family. But she did have a loving mother and protective brother. Will she lose them both? She only had one chance at forever. What if she blew that chance? In her heart, they shared a promise of forever.

  It's raining again. On rainy days, I can't help but think of you. But today, I will no longer think of you. I'll finally leave you and your neon green umbrella behind.

Dear my love,   It's been seven years. What has these seven years done to us? Do you still love me? Because I still love you.   Love, Me.