Daniel Tafjord - Unsplash | Edit. Canvas Cuando estudié medicina y vi lo que era una fractura entendí que era una solución de continuidad en una estructura anatómica, lo que me pareció increíble en ese

A poem about the love of my life that broke my heart

Hi Nomad, I have a problem that surely bothers many people. I am quite young (22) and until 10 months ago I had a boyfriend whom I really loved with all my heart. We were together for 2 years and he was

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Art with a broken heart: an interactive series on cancer; Like every year, Ankita has challenged the final year student in 2018 in Bangalore's National Institute of Design. It strikes the challenge of

Just a quick reading and a messenger that I did purposely for the broken-hearted people. The first card we have the Page of Swords in Reversed, the second card was the Star card. And lastly, we have the

Hey, it's been so long now since I saw you. It's been months since I held onto you hands and wrapped me with your arms. It's been a while since I stared you faces. But still, it gives me pain remembering

Fuente Estoy muy confundida, no se que pensar, esta última semana han ocurrido cosas….. Creo que podría decir que todo inició cuando decidí tener algo con él. Al principio solo había pensado “es lindo,

jika kau disana dan sedang memikirkanku serta berharap aku segera datang menghapus sisa airmata kerinduan yang tak lekang maka kejawantahkan telaga yang dirimbuni pepohonan atau riuh suara prenjak dan

I'm sitting alone My Night is Darkness I'm Looking Forward The darker the Gap of Life. So Many Obstacles That Blocks My Eyes No More Light That Will Light My Heart light. When You Come Back Again Bias

I Cannot Love You Now Even If I wanted to................. You cannot get me now even if you wanted to............

Love makes me forget everything, but love also makes me sick. The beauty will only be felt by the lucky person in his love story, but sometimes the atmosphere will reverse direction and will fall on them.

The wind rustle the withered leaves beneath my wearied little feet , as I thread along the forlorn path. I clasp my arms around my chest and allow me a little bit of luxury. Shielded from the mid-day heat,

There is always something to say if an audience is to hear it.

It was a cool morning of March, i was anxious about a few things that day, sitting in my hotel room waiting for my USA visa interview, there were butterflies in my stomach already. I was breathing in and

This post is dedicated to @omfedor who recently encouraged me to write something more uplifting and personal. He reminded me that being vulnerable is a good thing to do. I had gotten so involved with the

That was her. My old lover. She was sitting at the next table here in an ordinary cafe. We haven't seen each other for ages. And yet when I was just looking at her, it seemed that all we've been through

I first met her at a work place. The second I looked at her, I could hardly take my eyes off her. Her beautiful and charming smile she kept on giving to the customers had me somewhat hypnotized. I kept