breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
Predator
The owls showed up eight days after I found out about the lie. I’ve always felt connected to owls, something about their oversized eyes that mirror my own and the feeling that their spirits echo all the lessons learned since the beginning of time. My ex’s ex once said that I looked like an owl, thinking to insult me. I’ve never been more flattered.
By Amanda Cannon5 years ago in Humans
The Sunrise
How did her life turn out this way? She kept trying to picture the chain of events that led to this, but everything was fuzzy, out of focus. Perhaps that was the alcohol. She looked at the empty bottle with sadness. Whether she was sad that it was gone or that she drank it in the first place, she didn’t know.
By Katie Warwick5 years ago in Humans
The Owl
“What are you thinking?” It was a question he had heard so many times that he had stopped giving her an answer. It was sort of like when she asked him to tell her a secret. These questions were more habit than true curiosities and he assumed she would be surprised if he even answered her.
By Sophie Register5 years ago in Humans
Broken Hearted
So, last night my boyfriend broke up with me. I'm between heartbroken and shocked but at the same time a bit relieved. It wasn't because we didn't care about each other anymore, or that one of us had been unfaithful, or that we had a major fight. We happen to work together and couldn't go through with hiding our relationship anymore.
By Mae McCreery5 years ago in Humans
I Did Everything He Wanted for Nearly 3 Years
On April 4, 2018 I came face-to-face with a Greek god of a man whom I was certain would be a permanent fixture in my life. Upon making eye-contact, it was as if his gaze permeated my being and grasped my inner slut by her very delicate throat; a dark thing that secret parts of me enjoy immensely. I wasn't sure how to feel or what to say. My hands grew clammy and the grin on my face was undeniable. Being in his presence alone rendered me a babbling fool. The emotion was buy and large too complex to describe but in my mind, it was love at first sight.
By Meg Thee Tiger5 years ago in Humans
I'm Incurable
If you've read my other story, you know all about 'B'. I'm going to continue with keeping the names obscure because it's safer that way. Now, B and I, at this point, have been split for about six months. We're into May, now. I went on an awesome date with this guy named K.
By Tayla Bennett5 years ago in Humans
Indelible - my cozy nook.
In my cozy nook, housed in my memory, lies this scene. I wear a red dress, a lace pattern measuring just above my knees. It has short sleeves, but long enough not to upset the gossiping ladies always hanging around the plaza. The dress hugs my body perfectly, but not too tight as to seem to beg for attention. He wouldn't like that at all. He is traditional in that sense. My hair hangs loose just above my hips - black as coal, in waves. He thought me beautiful that way, running his fingers through them when we met, caressing them gently as he held me close to him. When he kisses me, his lips - warm, gentle - tastes like honey. His hands rest at the small of my back, pulling me just close enough not to cause those same ladies to make a fuss. We are to them, just children, after all. One of them, most likely two, will certainly be reporting to our parents to tell of the scandal that is our sin.
By Crissa Labara5 years ago in Humans
Don't Control Me
He provided me a dull pang of fear at the concept of sexual gratification, it had been years since he was stimulating company, leaving me to wonder if I should ever be amused by him again. His once bright shine as he pulled me from the arms of the man I feared yet gratified lustlessly, now faded to the dullness of tarnished silver. I have often wondered if what he instilled in me was ever good for me, sex repulsed as I was, despite my self gratifying nature.
By L.D. Malachite 5 years ago in Humans
Long way home...
Doing a lot of looking over my life and my past relationship. I’ve noticed that I lost a lot of me in him, which is never good for anyone. I would have never thought that I would have every done that. Yet when I noticed it was done for me it was already to late because then I didn’t know what a narcissist was. “How foolish” After doing a lot of reading and a lot of watching and paying attention. I came to realize what he is exactly. This finding this out I would say certain things just to see how he would react/respond. In some cases it was spot on, other cases he caught on and tried to flip what I said to make it seem like it wasn’t me. In fact! he played the roll of emotion and compassion. In my opinion he should have won an award for best actor/liar. That’s beside the point, yet as we continued doing the dance of me wanting to see him become the person I knew and loved I continued to stay. “Idiot” So as time progressed and I got over all of it I began to play the part that he’d grown accustomed, while I would say what he wanted to hear and act loving and concerned, I would literally have him on speaker as I was continuing what I was doing; “Not really paying attention”. He never caught on to that “how stupid of him” yet I knew he was only asking for money which I stopped the “Bank Of Remy” long before that. Every time he would ask I would come up with an excuse as to not. Which I think quick on my feet, that I never let him see. So while I was keeping him in the complete darkness then forgetting to respond to his question. I would just keep putting him off as much as I could. Until this awesome point I reached to stop answering his calls I would only text and my texts to him would be short almost 1 word. One day he actually asked me why I’m not the way I once was with him? I then responded “Now you want to ask me that after all the crap you’ve put me through, are you serious?” Before he could even respond I dropped another equallazation “since you have been blazing your trial let me do what you’ve been doing, I’m going to do to you exactly what you’ve done to me and blaze my trail. Being the narcissist that he is he responded “if that what you feel you need to do, do what you need to do”. Perfectly fine I thought as I said okay I’m over it and this I’ll talk to you later, as he said I love you I just hung up. I literally had no emotion for him at this point and that part of me just kept gaping with space. Weeks later when I decided to answer one of his many calls I said “haven’t you noticed yet why I’ve pulled away and disconnected from you” he responds yeah sounding like he lost his best friend. Which I still had no emotion. I then stated all this time I’ve been trying to fix our bond out connection when you didn’t attempt not once to help me fix us so what was I trying for? He remained silent. Of course what could he possibly have to say at this point so with that silence I proceeded to go down the list of things I went through and said now do you think if the shoe was on the other foot, would you have stayed with me if I was doing everything you’ve done to me to you? “No” I said exactly so what is it that you want from me?, the bank is closed and I have nothing left to give so what are you really wanting from me? He stated “you I want you” I responded “hmm really, then show me don’t tell me”.
By Remy LeBeau5 years ago in Humans
