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Regrets of my life

My first book is out- Dusk Veiled Desires: cunning devotion. [PAINFUL POEMS] VOLUME 1: Short poems. Amidst the roses in full bloom, Under the starry night's bright loom, A girl sits in the garden alone, Penning down her heart's sorrowful tone. The moonlight casts a dim hue, Reflecting on her hair's brown hue, As tears flow silently from her eyes, Longing for the one she loves but denies... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ VOLUME 2: You and me (well you need to read to find out what's inside) {starts from chapter 53} "Well... I think this is our goodbye," she softly sighed, A bittersweet farewell, emotions amplified. "But I can't leave you," he pleaded with his heart, Their love entangled, yet forced to part. "My love, I'm not real," she whispered, eyes filled with pain, An ethereal presence, destined to wane. "You are to me," he vowed, his voice trembling, Their connection profound, their souls assembling. "You know that I will always be with you, But not physically, my love, this much is true," She spoke with tender sorrow in her tone, A love transcending bounds, their spirits known... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ whatever I write here is totally based on my real life. (unrequited love) Hello there! Welcome to this book, which is not a novel or a story. In this book, I will share my poetry and inner thoughts, which I've been hiding for a long time. All of my writing is based on my life, and I kindly ask that you do not repost my work without giving me credit. Thank you I hope you enjoy reading my writing and find something that resonates with you. -zylyria YOU CAN READ ANY VOLUME FIRST. It just depends upon your preference.

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is this real?

"Is this real?" she whispered, her voice quivering with doubt as she peered into his eyes, searching desperately for some semblance of truth. He hesitated for a moment before reaching out, his hand trembling slightly, as he placed it over her heart. There, he felt it, beating in unison with his, a cruel reminder of their connection. "Well, this definitely is, isn't it?" he managed to reply, his own emotions on edge.

A bittersweet smile tugged at the corners of her lips, but her eyes were pools of sadness, drowning in an ocean of pain. Slowly, she shook her head, as if trying to dispel the haunting thoughts that plagued her. "But what does it matter when the feelings are real, but this world is not-..." Her voice trailed off, choked with the weight of her unspoken fears.

He gazed at her, his heart aching to comfort her, yet knowing deep down that he couldn't ease the torment she felt. He struggled to find the right words, anything that could alleviate her suffering, but all he could manage was a somber smile, tinged with his own anguish. "But feelings are what makes the world real," he murmured, the words heavy with the painful truth.

In that moment, the weight of their emotions enveloped them like a suffocating shroud. The love they shared was genuine, raw, and overwhelming, yet it felt like a cruel irony, entwined with the harsh reality that threatened to tear them apart. The uncertainty of their situation loomed like a dark cloud, threatening to engulf the fragile beauty of their connection.

Her tears welled up, cascading down her cheeks like a waterfall of sorrow. "I want to believe," she choked out, her voice cracking with anguish. "But it hurts so much to love you when everything else feels like an illusion."

His heart shattered, each piece mirroring the pain in her eyes. He wanted to hold her, to shield her from the torment that plagued her soul, but he knew it was futile. "I know," he whispered, his voice laced with his own vulnerability. "It hurts me too, knowing that our love may be lost in the abyss of this uncertain reality."

They stood there, locked in each other's gaze, sharing a bond of love and suffering that transcended the boundaries of the world they knew. In the midst of this painful realization, they found solace in one another, knowing that even in the midst of uncertainty, their feelings were authentic and genuine.

Yet, as they held onto each other, they were acutely aware of the fragility of their love. The pain they experienced was a testament to its profound existence, but it was also a stark reminder that love alone might not be enough to bridge the chasm between their hearts and the world that threatened to tear them apart.