Writing Prompt

After doing the corporate city grind, my soul longed to be back in my small town amongst the mountains and the village shops. I missed the smell of fresh coffee and cattle that hung in the air. I got tired of smelling lead pipes and well, wet garbage. Thank God I was presented with a remote opportunity. I took it, ran home, and I haven’t looked back since.

“Smith? Is that you?” I snap out of my h...

Friends don’t fall in love, do they?

Can they?

What kind of love would it be if they did?

This should be easy. I know him. I’ve known him for years. But when did I fall for him? Have I always known?

No… yes… maybe.

What if I told him? Would it change everything?

Does he feel the same way?

I hesitate to imagine the conversation—the fear of an awkward silence, or worse, a polite rejection—kee...

It started with a laugh.

Not the kind of laugh that echoed through hallways or turned heads in crowded rooms, but the quiet, contagious kind—the one that curled in the corners of the mouth and lingered long after it faded. That laugh came from Riley, and it hit Jamie like a wave on a calm beach—sudden, surprising, and impossible to ignore.

They’d been best friends since freshman year of college,...

Tension hung in the air, thick and unspoken. It had been too quiet for too long, the kind of silence that makes your chest tighten. We’d talk here and there, filling the space with meaningless chatter, but I could tell she was holding something back. My throat felt dry, and I cursed myself for leaving my water bottle in my locker. We kept walking, the sun dipping below the horizon, giving way to t...

I don’t know when it happened. When I started experiencing more static towards him than I usually have. I can’t recall ever feeling so strogly about him in the past.

I saw a doctor the other day. She told me it was something psychosomatic and that it wasn’t in her field. My friends tell me it’s a “love sick symptom”, but what do they know?

I’ve had my share of girlfriends in the past, so I know w...

We’ve been friends for ages

God I can’t remember a time without you

But now I’m afraid, I want more than friendship

And I wonder, of you too?

No way will I tell you, I’ll admire from afar

As you chat up some girl,

and end up hooking up

With her in your car

I’d be lying, saying I don’t mind

And every time I see you

Every single fucking time

I always want you to be mine

I didn’t want to feel thi...

How did I not see this coming ? I mean yes we’ve been friends for years . This is a person I would probably concider closer to me than my own mother . The secrets we have , the memories, the late night adventures .

Ugh

I sit up from my bed that I’ve been laying in staring at the ceiling wondering why me . Why me?! Why did this have to happen.

Falling inlove with my best friend was not on my bing...

I don’t know what to do. I keep trying to convince myself that the feelings will go away…but they won’t. A connection that started off so pure and innocent, feels like a locked case. A fever dream that feels so far away.

I sometimes feel ashamed knowing what my feelings could bring. But God—it’s a feeling I never felt before. The way my body has a mind of its own anytime I’m around him. It’s that ...

"𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗**٫** 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗." 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚢. "𝙾𝚑**٫** 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚎." 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑.

𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙸'𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊...

I watch him. _My best friend_. He steps through the boisterous hallways towards me. I am by my locker and had just put my books away from my previous class. As he approaches me I couldn’t help but stare at his features. I mean, he was beautiful. His dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes. Girls in our grade crush on this boy all year long. I felt this weird feeling of jealousy when I heard yet another girl...