http://slow.writerscafe.org/breaking_heart The original writings of author breaking_heart en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190592 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Isn't it funny how one day you're the light that gives someone lightAnd the next day they might as well not even know who you areIsn't it funny how one day someone says you're their worldAnd the next day they don't want youIsn't it funny how one day you love meAnd the next day you love herIsn't it f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1871732/ Spencer was right. My night was unforgettable. Wedrove for an hour and jammed out to our favourite songs. Then he took me to eatat a fancy restaurant with some weird French or Italian name. After dinner, wewent to the screening and it was amazing. It was just like we were little kids.We whis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1698983/ The next days are a blur and I’m standing in theairport saying goodbye to Ethan. This is so hard to do. He’s only going awayfor a month, but I feel like I’m losing him forever. If I was a fly, I would bedead by the time he came back. Aria promised that she’ll spend as m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1698979/ This is part of a song my friends and I wrote two years ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1604014/ The pain filled the holeyou left in my heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1602126/ People cry,Not because they're weakThey've just been strong for too long http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1602125/ A Nightmare's RealityAt what point does reality become a nightmare?When you are screaming and crying in the dead of night?Or when the uneasy fear k=won't subside?When the night seems to drag on and you begin to think the sun will never shine again?Is it when you can't wake up and you realize you nev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1602124/ MirageI'm drowningYou're running to save meWait, where are you going?You're fading, disappearing A mirageYou werent really thereBut I'm really drowning, thinking that you were http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1602119/ I’m in a dark room. Where am I? I try looking for alight switch, but I can’t find one. Maybe I can use my phone. I reach into myback pocket looking for my phone. I pull it out and turn on the flash light.Where am I? I’m in a weird room. It’s kind of an oval shape. The w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1602021/  Half a bottleof vodka later and we’re all laughing on the floor. This is my first timedrunk. Aria’s been drunk once before. The boys; two or three times. As Iexcepted, Aria and Nate pushed the beds together. “I’m going to go grab a pop. Do any of you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1601996/ A week later after my final exam, I’m walking downthe halls with Aria. There’s some party tonight that some guy in her Englishclass is throwing. She wants me to go with her, I think. Or she says it’s goingto be lame. I don’t know. I stopped listening after she said &ldq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1601993/ “Would you like me to give you two a minute?” Ethan asks me when we get to Dad’s grave. I nodpolitely and he steps back. I place the crappy, store-bought flowers on hisgrave. It’s late and dark. Most people would be frightened, but I’m not. I’ve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1601731/ The bus home from Ethan’s is lonely. It’s only me,an old man, and a rough looking couple covered in piercings and tattoos. I feelthe old man’s eyes on the back of my head. I didn't want to be going home, butEthan’s parents suggested that I go home and let Etha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1601727/ Why does this have tobe my life? Day in and day out, I'm stuck in my head. I'm stuck in a dark holeI can’t climb out of. Like falling down a well, except Lassie isn't going tosend for help. What happened to high school being the best four years of your life?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1601723/ Kendall Jacobson has been battling with depression since her father's death two years ago. When she's faced with a life or death decision, a higher power steps in to help her make the right choice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/breaking_heart/1601708/