She saw love as a savior
From loneliness and fear
She saw love as a home,
A home of those who never rest
No one told her that it’s a trap
When you sow love as something else
Then just a passing feeling.
She wondered what love was in the dark nights
Nights covered in the darkness of painful thoughts.
She searched a meaning in her dusty books
But her library couldn’t give an answer
‘Cause every story ended up with death.
Neither the stars ‘cause they are only memories
And the past didn’t teach her what love is
But what running away is.
Until when... something new appeared
Familiar, hidden in dark skin...
She craved
A dark skin... a sign of passion
And the scheme began.
About the Creator
Iulia Popa
I write non-fiction, fiction, and poetry. I like to capture emotions and explore different sides of the human experience in my writing. For me, writing is a kind of journey—not through countries, but through universes. Follow me to see.
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I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)6 days ago in Fiction
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