literature

Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.

Lovely Pain
I can feel it, my heart is heavy and my eyes burning from the tears that passed through them a few hours prior to this moment. Choking on my nerves and the rock in my throat. While the knots in my stomach twist ever so gradually. Am I more afraid of what I will find or what will happen if I get caught finding what I don't want to know? Vulnerable and exposed, our skin touching, I slip out of his covers.
By Autumn G8 years ago in Humans
Dear Grace
I love you, Grace. With all my soul and heart. Death's Embrace "I couldn't breathe. I just remember running and falling. I was so scared."
By Heidi Hughes8 years ago in Humans
The Coffee Shop
“Hello, welcome to Black Beans Coffee Shop. What can I get you?” Like a broken record, it was always the same question. This was then followed by the same dry and rehearsed response. Then, mindlessly, the barista turns and begins to put together the customer’s order. As soon as the order was complete, the barista would stand in front of the register and hand off the order to the customer, in return for some form of payment. Everything was done very robotically and structured, never falling out of line or adding anything to change the routine that was in place. Each straw sat still in the glass holster on the counter, every plastic fork was in the correct compartment and would never be mixed in with the plastic spoons, and every bottle of water was turned to face forward, so that the labels were easy to see, as if they were standing at attention. Everything had its place.
By Jessica L8 years ago in Humans
Demolition
"Sir?" Drake sighed heavily and refused to stand. "What is it?" "I need to speak with you." "Are you going to ask me to stand next? You know you aren't worth it."
By Olivia Najera8 years ago in Humans
Beautiful Nightmare
I cried last night. Not for the cliché reasons you may think, like a family member dying or a relationship ending. But merely because I have reached a simple realization; I am pensively incapable of companionship.
By Mikayla Guyton8 years ago in Humans
Let's Go on a Date!
Buttons sat on their only spinning chair in the office. It was wooden and the wheels were squeaky but it worked rather well and it hadn’t broke, so it sat in their workspace. Knobs, Sniper, and Buttons had started a repair business together, and there wasn’t much they couldn’t fix without each other. They were were more than happy that this was how they lived, working in their mini warehouse with their boyfriends.
By Caden Edwards8 years ago in Humans
Lost Session
Background information: This is supposed to be a therapy session. Two lovers, Adam and Kait, both end up at the same therapist and coincidentally talk about the same problem. This story goes back and fourth from the two point of views.
By j r8 years ago in Humans
Left Me Broken
Kimberly Torrance looked at the promise ring on her finger. The ring that was supposed to hold unspoken promises, unbreakable promises.
By Jasmine Hope8 years ago in Humans
Another Goddamn Teenage Love Story
“So? Did you fuck her?” High school can suck my dick. I inhale the last drag of my cigarette and stub it out in the grass. “Dude, is that really all you care about?”
By Ana Epstein8 years ago in Humans
Do You Believe in Magic?
“Do you believe in magic?” Alice asks me one day. We’re thirteen years old, technically teenagers now. So, while I do believe in magic—even though I know that it’s a true fact because my family are witches and we do magic every day—believing in magic is a childish thing, something girls my age don’t believe in anymore.
By Shera Prague8 years ago in Humans
Regrets
I can sit here and think about my life. About the good things and the bad ones. About the moments I was hurting and I had no one to help me out. Or the moments I pushed away the people I feared to hurt. I can think about my regrets until I notice that I shouldn't even have regrets. Until you make me realize how negative I'm becoming. Until you talk me out of my misery.
By Aylin de la cruz8 years ago in Humans
Dream Lover
Years ago: We had met while stationed together. We were both sent for a short time to the same boat from our stations to lend a hand. She was the jaw-dropping type. Tall, blonde, gorgeous and didn't realize it. She could sing like Cher and had a really goofy side that I adored.
By Anna Henson8 years ago in Humans