Dating
THE Awakening
Continuation of the series Shadow of Love This is the story of those who believed—believed that love could heal, transform, and conquer all. Those who gave endlessly, hoping their warmth would melt even the coldest heart. Who stayed, forgave, and tried—thinking that love alone could rewrite the story. But in the end, were left with empty hands…and a heart full of lessons.
By Saffron Realm6 months ago in Confessions
"How to Spot Someone's Love Language in the First Five Minutes" - relationship insights
Picture this: You're sitting across from someone at a coffee shop, and within the first five minutes, you already know whether they crave physical touch, desperately need words of affirmation, or feel most loved through thoughtful gestures. Sounds like magic? It's actually science—mixed with a healthy dose of observation skills that anyone can master.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Confessions
"The Blind Date That Taught Me to Love Myself". AI-Generated.
INTRODUCTION I remember the day we met like it was yesterday. It was a blind date, set up by mutual friends who swore we’d hit it off. I was skeptical, but my friends wouldn’t let up. They said we shared similar interests and values. I doubted it, but I agreed to meet him anyway.
By M.Changer6 months ago in Confessions
Full of Feelings and Questions. AI-Generated.
Full of Feelings and Questions What Happens When a Heart Can’t Find the Answer? It always starts around 2 a.m. The silence thickens. The world outside my window turns still—no sirens, no footsteps, not even the wind dares speak. And in that breathless quiet, my thoughts begin to gather like dust under forgotten furniture.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
Why Showing You Care Early in Dating Is Powerful
Remember when dating felt like a game of who can care less? When showing your feelings too soon meant you were “too much,” “too clingy,” or “scaring them away”? Yeah, same. But guess what? That cold, guarded approach is slowly melting—and a new wave is crashing in, one filled with openness, emotional honesty, and something the internet calls yearning.
By Test6 months ago in Confessions
How to Confess Your Feelings to Your Crush Over Text
Telling someone you like them is scary. Telling them over text? Even scarier… but also kind of safer, right? You get time to think, re-read, and maybe even delete three drafts before hitting send. Whether you've been talking to your crush for weeks or silently loving them from afar, texting can be a gentle bridge between “just friends” and “maybe something more.”
By Test6 months ago in Confessions
Finding Romance, Laughter, and Connection.
They say rain is just water falling from the sky, but sometimes, in the right moment, with the right person, it becomes a symphony of emotions. A rain walk with my boyfriend turned out to be one of the most unexpected yet magical experiences we’ve ever shared. It wasn't just about getting soaked—it was about feeling alive, unfiltered, and more connected than ever.
By Lana Rosee6 months ago in Confessions
How Do I Say "I Love You" in a Unique Way?
Let’s be real—“I love you” is beautiful. It’s the sentence we all long to hear, dream of saying, and hold close when it’s whispered back. But after a while—especially when love has grown deep and steady—those three words can start to feel… expected. Routine, even. Not less meaningful, but familiar. Like a song we’ve memorized by heart but crave hearing in a new melody.
By Test6 months ago in Confessions
Call Me By Your Name Again
Luca remembered the summer when everything changed. He was only seventeen when he met Adrien — a visiting French artist who arrived in Luca’s small Italian town to work on a mural for the local museum. Adrien had curly hair, sun-warmed skin, and a laugh that made strangers smile. Luca never believed in love at first sight until Adrien stepped off that train.
By Solene Hart6 months ago in Confessions
Venus Buried
The girl in the graveyard is your best friend, so you take her home. The night is a bruise between you, a blotch of rogue in the passenger window; the colour of fruit left out to fester. The body pries at her seatbelt, a finger, then two. The radio echoes static, the body shuffles in her seat. You study the face; the similar slice of jaw, the nose humped from where a baseball had hit her at twelve, just slightly off centre. The skin like a rain-licked plastic bag. The stink of musk and sulphur. You want to look away but you cannot. She's so beautiful, even like this. Your headlights rake warbled slits through the dirt road, a yellow like jaundice. Your hands are stiff from the cold, your lips cracked. The girl beside you is dead and you are bringing her home.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Confessions
Life After Summer
Life After Summer It always begins with the wind. That soft, familiar shift in the air — when the summer heat starts to loosen its grip, and evenings become kinder. It’s not quite autumn yet, but the world begins to cool, slowly, almost thoughtfully. Just like she had.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
