Showing sad stories for tag "love "
The Black Jacket
Synroplang Garod
22 Sep, 2011 12:20 PMThis is a true story which was told by a friend of mine who was 5 years older to me. He said that it happened in the year 2005 when i was still in class 10. He told me his friend whose name is Gareth was very happy with his girl friend Lisa. They would always spent time after class in a golf field near by. Every day Gareth would tell him new things about what they did, how they spend their day. He told told him he was in love with her and wanted to tell her when the time was right. He kept on waiting for the right time but, never got the opportunity to tell her. By the time he gathered enough courage it was too late, a letter came from the university he applied for long time back and he had to leave the next day.... [Read More]
Tags: Death, LoveVotes: 122
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Self Sabotage
Nathan
18 Sep, 2011 04:16 PMAs with every love story, it started off with a great beginning in some troubled times. For me these troubled times were my mother getting re-married to a man she met less than 30 days prior to their engagement. As I have never had a father figure in my life for 14 years of my 17 years of time on this earth, this upset my life dramatically. This led to arguments all the time, feeling alienated and un-comfortable at your own home. Already feeling different from my family all together this pushed me away further. It lead me to not wanting anything to do with them, no other attachment than that we shared the same blood in our veins. An outsider within my own family I was, unforgiving and heartless I had become over these times. For I could not see this was not my decision although it affected my... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Hurt, Pain, ManipulationVotes: 4
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I Waited
Abigail
11 Sep, 2011 12:10 AMHis name was Ian. He was 23, and I was 19. I was a sophomore in college just moving into my new apartment when I saw him. He made a habit of smoking on his balcony, which I didn't mind because I knew someday I was going to have enough courage to talk to him. I was so shy. One day I bought a pack of cigarettes, and started smoking, in hopes that he would talk to me- which soon after, he did. Everyday after that I stood outside his balcony to talk to him. I'm a decently shy person when it comes to men. I'm not awkward, but I'm often referred to as being quiet with an angel face. About 2 weeks into our balcony talks, he turns to go in his house, but before he could I stopped him and surprised myself when I asked,"When can I ask... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Waiting, Death, Sadness, Accident, True LoveVotes: 202
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I feel like I'm losing you...
Anonymous
08 Sep, 2011 02:22 PMI wish you could see how i really feel on the inside, instead of believing all the lies that I?ve been telling you, not only you, actually everyone, including myself... Why can?t you see how I feel? Don?t you get it? I wish I just could tell you the truth, how I really feel about you. I don?t want to hide it anymore or pretend that those feelings for you aren?t there. But I feel that you?re lying about something, or at least not telling me the whole truth. We are best friends, and you?re the only one that I can truly be myself with. But I feel like we are growing apart. You don?t talk to me as much as you used to. You don?t touch me or cuddle with me as much as you used to. Everything has changed now. Now, it seems like you don?t even want... [Read More]
Tags: Best Friend, Love, Sad, Angry, ConfusedVotes: 21
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(STORY) - A Letter To My Best Friend (Part 2)
Richard
08 Sep, 2011 02:13 PMDear Best Friend. I wish you could hear my voice one last time so that you would no longer have to worry. I wish I could make you smile one last time so you would know that you deserve to be happy. I wish that I could make you laugh one last time so that you would cry tears of happiness rather than tears of sadness. I am in the clouds. I am far from you but near your heart. When you find the truth, please do not worry. I am in a better place, but no matter where I am there is no better place than the place by your side. I also miss you. I hope you are feeling that I don't want you to be worried about me anymore. Your love one is right, when we meet again, we will talk as if it hasn't been so... [Read More]
Tags: Best Friend, LoveVotes: 10
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(STORY) - A Letter To My Best Friend
Richard
08 Sep, 2011 02:12 PMDear Best Friend. It's been many years since we have last spoken. I miss your smile, I miss your voice, I miss the expressions on your beautiful face. I remember our last conversation as if it was yesterday but I am just being skeptical because if we did speak yesterday I wouldn't be crying all night before I sleep or when I eat. I would be laughing and smiling like all those days where you and I spent every moment together. If you are out there somewhere in the world. Please I hope you find my note in time. Come to my aid. I am lost and hopeless without you. I remember those moments where you would always take my side whether I was wrong or not, you were the truest person I ever met. We had our worst moments as well but you were always the better person and... [Read More]
Tags: Friend, Love, MissingVotes: -2
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Conclusions (More Than Just Best Friends)
Den C Ti (find me on facebook)
05 Sep, 2011 09:35 AMBack when I was in high school, I was a smart kid but never really striven for high grades or perfect scores... At times, I would make sure I would get a zero on my tests and get a 100% on my exams to confuse my teachers... One day, on my senior year, one of my math teacher announced an up coming quiz bee... Eleonor (not her real name just in case anyone actually knows me), was chosen to compete 'cause she was remarkably excellent in our math classes since our sophomore year. She needed two more students as teammates; so Jody (not her real name too) was chosen too [she volunteered herself 'coz she's Eleonor's bff]. I was listening to music using my earphones, thinking the teacher was too cooped up with the participant-choosing that she wouldn't notice me. My conclusion was a mistake, she saw my earphones and... [Read More]
Tags: Love, DeathVotes: 11
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Inside of me forever
MAGA
30 Aug, 2011 02:39 PMThat very moment when our eyes met ,his big black sparkling eyes flamed that spark that kept my hurt burning forever ,i was hypnotized by the first sight ,i couldn't stop staring at him ,but i collected my papers apologized and went to the class room ,but i kept thinking about him. I thought it was destiny when i saw him getting into the same class room (my class room) . By time we get closer and then he became my best friend ,we felt communication by each time our eyes met ,but no one could ever say the truth of his feelings ,for i was a very shy girl, i just pretended that we was just friends, even though i'm so into him and he's so into me ,but each time i see his eyes i swim inside them with all of my emotions ,i was involve with him... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Love, DeathVotes: 10
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Believe Me When I Say Your Beautiful
Kenna
28 Aug, 2011 10:09 PMI was with my friend Alex,, And I got in a fight with the guy who said he loved me, We left in a furry, I walked up to the benches crying but no one noticed cause I was blinking away the tears, When,, This guy I've always liked said "Let's go on a walk.." And We got up and started on our walk.. He said "I could tell you were going to cry,," Me: "I was.." Him: "Well, was.." ...........LATER............ After I was done telling him,, the 2guys that have used me for pictures and my body.. He looked me deep in the eyes he pierced through my skin and straight through my sheild of not trusting anyone, Fast down my throat and past my lungs to my heart and lit it on fire. He said "Believe Me When I Say Your Beautiful" Me: "I've attempted suicide..." Him: "No... [Read More]
Tags: Heartbreak, Saddness, Love, HateVotes: 9
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To Thin With White Levis
J Matson Heininger
27 Aug, 2011 08:59 PMThis are comments I wrote of my departed wife... left so quickly from health to departure, in less than six months from Cancer. With Death I see her in the sunlight shadows and in the corners of light, a glimpse, a memory a thought a smell, a bump in the night. These still all are Deb for me. I find myself waking at 11:00 and at three, in search of her. Where has she got to now? It is time for medicine. And then I remember, she no longer needs it. It will work no more if it ever did, she is gone, gone, gone, and then I cry some more. I cry for myself and for generations passed, for all those before and after me, who if they are lucky enough to have so loved a woman will feel the pain that I now feel. And, I don?t envy... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Death, Wife, MissingVotes: 1
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