Writing Prompt

Ich bin nicht sicher, ob Cupid verkatert war, als er mir meinen Seelenpartner zu schrieb, aber wirklich?

Das konnte doch wohl nicht wahr sein.

Diese kleine kugelige Frau, die vor mir stand, sollte meine Seelenverwandte sein, sollte von nun an mein Leben bestimmen, und ich sollte meine Zeit mit ihr verbringen?

Nein, natürlich nicht, das geht gar nicht. Denn, wenn Cupid etwas ist, dann ist es ein...

We had a couple more events for Valentine’s Day, sprawled out among a couple weeks, so the last one before our first official date… was… laser tag. 

  “Are you ready?” He asked. 

Everyone was grabbing their packs and I had actually practiced some with my family a couple years ago before they both got so dragged in work they couldn’t anymore… so _yes_ I was ready. 

  “Yes! I’m ready! Let’s go kick ...

“Finished!” I shouted.

“Oops… that was a little loud wasn’t it?”

He nodded, then chuckled.

The speakers rang again, “Everyone put your brushes down!”

I smirked at him, “You know, I think you’re gonna like mine.”

“I like you’ll like mine too.” He smirked back.

“You may show your partners, but then bring them up!” The speakers spoke.

“On 3…2…1” we both said in unity, then revealed ou...

In gym, my class played a game of volleyball and needed up with just the two of us left in the game. I dodged the volleyball you threw at me and grabbed another as I threw it to him hard. He glared at me as I glared back. The guy I’m playing with his name is Cody, and we are not on good terms. I don’t like him, he doesn’t like me. We are complete enemies. I threw another ball just for him as he do...

My therapist doesn’t like you

She told me to write this song

And when she listens

You betcha she’ll sing along

My therapist doesn’t like you

We got targets on your back

She’ll give me a dirty look

When I say to cut you some slack

Yeah we spend sessions just bitching about you

I said I’m glad your outta my life

She slowly nodded her head

Said, that seems right

My therapist doesn’t like you

C...

Now I can’t be sure if Eros was hungover when he made the match of my two college friends, but it sure seemed so. My college husband as we joked, Vincent and my college best friend so far, Gertrude worked interestingly at best, as a pair. They were so wrapped up in their friendships that neither of them would make a move. I could see it in the way they met eyes, the moment too long before they bro...

Roman can’t imagine what Cupid was thinking.

Perhaps he had a hangover when assigning soulmates. Even then, how does this even happen?

Like seriously?

In a world where soulmates are supposed to live happily ever after, how do his parents end up together but so unhappy? Now divorced and having to be civil for him. Just great.

Thanks Cupid.

“Come on, Madge. I just want to go on a trip with my ...

I used to believe in true love

I used to believe that there was the one person for you

And no more

Although I’m here with you and I feel as if this is the wrong place to be

But if Cupid is real then he struck me to you

Me to you

This just doesn’t seem right

Because you treat me like no other

With the poison of your words spilling out of your mouth

And the violence of your intentions without...

I’m not sure if Cupid had a hangover when he assigned soulmates, but really? He’s got to be out of his mind!

So I march up to his headquarters in the clouds and demand answers.

“Excuse me, can I please talk to Cupid? It’s an emergency!” I tell the lady at the front desk. Her glasses rest just at the tip of her nose, and the tiniest ivory wings on her back flutter. The name tag on her chest says ...

I felt a tinge of anxiety and excitement for the school day, today was the day we started our challenges, with our Valentine’s Day partners.

“Hey, See you later,” My Bestfriend—Lora—said.

“Okay, see you!”

We talked about our valentines partners, hers some attractive jock with a saracastic humor, she seemed giddy.

We shared sympathy for mine—although so far, he didn’t seem so bad.

...