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He coughed on the mic, everybody in the audience l

 He coughed on the mic, everybody in the audience looked at him. He gulped his saliva, closed his eyes and said,”I love you but not for today, not for tomorrow, not for a month nor for a year but forever and ever because one forever isn’t enough.”
The audience caught his attention. The spotlight fell on his face and everything he had in him could easily be read. The dark spots, the watery eyes, the dried and torn lips, the rough hair, unshaven face and a smirk of regret, sadness and emptiness.
“I get weak whenever I think about you, and fortunately you are always there in me.”, he coughed and continued,”I am vulnerable when its about you. I get scared, I get unsecured, I cry, I don’t be the self obsessed piece of shit, I don’t be this overconfident kid, I don’t be the writer I want to be but I be the guy I never wanted to be. The guy who depends on you for sourcing my happiness, but I be the purest form of me.”
The audience started murmuring. “I can hear someone swear love, I hear someone say is he even himself then? I can hear someone in the back say is that even love?”, he smirked. “If this isn’t love then what is? Yes, I am vulnerable when it's about her. But isn’t vulnerability beautiful? Like how beautiful it is that whenever I hear her name I have a rush in my veins, like how beautiful it is that I prioritise her over everything in this wold, like how beautiful it is that she is my biggest strength yet my biggest weakness, like how beautiful it is that how I cannot stand her yet I cannot stand without her. Isn’t it beautiful how I have everything yet I am so void because I don’t have her or when I have nothing yet I am so satisfied because I have her? Vulnerability isn’t a curse but a blessing. Yes, I am sad, I cry every night because I have lost her, not once but every night whenever I think about our conversation that day. There is a new me, broken, sad and vulnerable one, but I think this vulnerability is a proof that I am strong enough to love her forever. This vulnerability is the proof of our forever, which will last forever.” 
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 He coughed on the mic, everybody in the audience looked at him. He gulped his saliva, closed his eyes and said,”I love you but not for today, not for tomorrow, not for a month nor for a year but forever and ever because one forever isn’t enough.”
The audience caught his attention. The spotlight fell on his face and everything he had in him could easily be read. The dark spots, the watery eyes, the dried and torn lips, the rough hair, unshaven face and a smirk of regret, sadness and emptiness.
“I get weak whenever I think about you, and fortunately you are always there in me.”, he coughed and continued,”I am vulnerable when its about you. I get scared, I get unsecured, I cry, I don’t be the self obsessed piece of shit, I don’t be this overconfident kid, I don’t be the writer I want to be but I be the guy I never wanted to be. The guy who depends on you for sourcing my happiness, but I be the purest form of me.”
The audience started murmuring. “I can hear someone swear love, I hear someone say is he even himself then? I can hear someone in the back say is that even love?”, he smirked. “If this isn’t love then what is? Yes, I am vulnerable when it's about her. But isn’t vulnerability beautiful? Like how beautiful it is that whenever I hear her name I have a rush in my veins, like how beautiful it is that I prioritise her over everything in this wold, like how beautiful it is that she is my biggest strength yet my biggest weakness, like how beautiful it is that how I cannot stand her yet I cannot stand without her. Isn’t it beautiful how I have everything yet I am so void because I don’t have her or when I have nothing yet I am so satisfied because I have her? Vulnerability isn’t a curse but a blessing. Yes, I am sad, I cry every night because I have lost her, not once but every night whenever I think about our conversation that day. There is a new me, broken, sad and vulnerable one, but I think this vulnerability is a proof that I am strong enough to love her forever. This vulnerability is the proof of our forever, which will last forever.” 
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He coughed on the mic, everybody in the audience looked at him. He gulped his saliva, closed his eyes and said,”I love you but not for today, not for tomorrow, not for a month nor for a year but forever and ever because one forever isn’t enough.” The audience caught his attention. The spotlight fell on his face and everything he had in him could easily be read. The dark spots, the watery eyes, the dried and torn lips, the rough hair, unshaven face and a smirk of regret, sadness and emptiness. “I get weak whenever I think about you, and fortunately you are always there in me.”, he coughed and continued,”I am vulnerable when its about you. I get scared, I get unsecured, I cry, I don’t be the self obsessed piece of shit, I don’t be this overconfident kid, I don’t be the writer I want to be but I be the guy I never wanted to be. The guy who depends on you for sourcing my happiness, but I be the purest form of me.” The audience started murmuring. “I can hear someone swear love, I hear someone say is he even himself then? I can hear someone in the back say is that even love?”, he smirked. “If this isn’t love then what is? Yes, I am vulnerable when it's about her. But isn’t vulnerability beautiful? Like how beautiful it is that whenever I hear her name I have a rush in my veins, like how beautiful it is that I prioritise her over everything in this wold, like how beautiful it is that she is my biggest strength yet my biggest weakness, like how beautiful it is that how I cannot stand her yet I cannot stand without her. Isn’t it beautiful how I have everything yet I am so void because I don’t have her or when I have nothing yet I am so satisfied because I have her? Vulnerability isn’t a curse but a blessing. Yes, I am sad, I cry every night because I have lost her, not once but every night whenever I think about our conversation that day. There is a new me, broken, sad and vulnerable one, but I think this vulnerability is a proof that I am strong enough to love her forever. This vulnerability is the proof of our forever, which will last forever.” PS- like, comment and share.