|I’ve been writing all my life, but to be able to put all of my mind into a novel of my own would be my greatest accomplishment!!|
She can see that you’re not doing well. That you’re holding in your emotions, bottling them up for no one to see...
She asks what’s wrong and the same answer tumbles from your mouth again and again like an assembly line... “Nothing”
She used to use the same word herself when her emotions were just too much, but now the word nothing makes her angry, because she can see that it’s your getaway as well. The one word that makes it okay to look past your issues and no longer be questioned.
Your anger has emerged lately. Your words towards her even hurt sometimes, but worst of all is your lack of communication. She tries everything she can to put that smile back on your face but it always seems to...
She watches him from the living room couch as he pours her a cup of coffee before heading off to work. Something he does every single morning, it’s almost become routine.
She looks back and remembers a old law she once read about, how in Saudi Arabia a wife is entitled to divorce her husband if he does not supply her with fresh coffee. She laughed at how stupid that law was, why would anyone divorce over something so irrelevant.
Her significant other walks towards her, trying not to spill the cup that he has practically overflowed. She smiled as she took it from his hand and thought to herself, “He’s going to make an amazing husband one day!”
As she watched him walk away she couldn’t h...
I just want to say how absolutely amazing this app is. After two, almost three years of being absent from Lettrs, I come back and the Lettrs Staff still remembers me.
It’s apps like this that continue to strive in this world and I just want to say thank you!!
Thank you for making me realize that my writing in the past was worth something to you all. That somehow I made an impact on you.
This is what keeps me writing time and time again.
So thank you.
Thank you so much!!
No one really knows how much she’s hurting on the inside. She’s fake smiled so much that’s she’s even started to believe it herself, while the demons inside are still secretly ripping her apart.
She can feel the pain.
She can see it in her dreams. She can’t escape the past, no matter how much she tries to move on.
She still has her fears.
The ones that tear her days apart piece by piece. She tries to hold them together, but she’s weak.
Beaten by her past.
Pushed away from everyone.
No one can see how much she’s broken, but if you look close enough you can see the cracks peeking through her skin. Her soul unable to hide its flaws.
I’ve been here before.
Do you remember me?
It’s been so long since I’ve been around.
I took my stories and my memories with me.
I was hurting back then.
The things I wrote even scared me.
Two years down the road.
Look at me now.
I’ve made a new chapter for myself.
My aura is glowing.
My soul is no longer concealing anger.
I’m welcoming myself back.
Hello again lettrs!!