Unattainable Stories

His fingers never touched her. But somehow, her entire body remembered the feel of them. He stood close-too close to be innocent, too far to be claimed. The air between...

Meredith: I like your hair Addison: Thank you. It's genetic and unattainable. OR: Incorrectgreysanatomy has pretty some epic quotes on Tumblr which have somehow made the...

They said that time can answer questions... But, what if?...

this isn't going to be long at all. i just have to put this out somewhere. i love you so much that i have to let you go.

It has been over a year since I suffered a concussion playing the sport that I love so much. At the age of 17, I received my first "real" injury from playing v...

... You're in my head and so I take on your eyes; I see myself through eyes that are blind.

★ ♥♪ today would be my moms birthday, happy birthday mom these really are about my mom. i don't care one way or another if you like them, or read them. i just know it's...

loving the unattainable. #Love poems of him #loving a friend #I met you too late & will always be second best.

just A poem about unacquired love

You will rise a hero or you will die trying. Incasta, a magical realm once run by a monarchy but now a fallen ruin. Legacies tell of that one leader, that one king or qu...

I often hear from people, the person you are is the person you show people. i learned in life that no matter if you are a good or bad person, people change and so will...

Everyone knows that guy who seems so perfect that he doesn't even seem real. He's handsome, smart, and funny. Every girl's unattainable dream. This is the letter to him...

Unknown reason and unknown thoughts to believe in love , the love that only belong to you,the precious memories, that only belong to you

For those who, like me, have fallen for someone they can never have. [Poetry about Unrequited Love]

MICRO SHORT STORY When an old leather journal is found at an estate sale, the professor purchases it and unlocks the mystery that it holds about the life and the tragic...

This is not love. It does not linger in the hallways in crowds, it seeps in your bones, bores into the cracks and gives you a taste of longing. And if you consider love...