From Pebble to Problem: A Love Story

[InkyWhispers]

I was just walking past this random rock, okay?
Minding my own business, being cute, breathing air, living my life.
Out of nowhere I said,

"Ugh, at least you don’t have feelings. Lucky."

And suddenly the rock shimmered.
Not even in a nice way.
Like it was trying too hard to shine but failed.
Then I hear this deep, scratchy voice go,

"I didn’t... until you spoke to me."

I turned.
It had eyes. Real molten looking ones. Blinking. Like flirty.
WAS THAT A BLUSH, eh??!!
Sir. You’re a BOULDER.
Me: "I—I was joking!"
Rock: "And I was falling."

Now it’s texting me "wyd" at 2AM. (Oh, come on, bruh)
Says it wants to "settle down… geologically."
Keeps calling me "the wind that eroded its walls."

BABE. I can’t even spell erosion properly. *shrugs shoulder*

It sent me a Spotify playlist titled "Hard for You."
And now wants to take me to a volcano for our honeymoon.
Like, I was just insulting a rock.
Now I’m stuck in some toxic love story with a crusty piece of the Earth.

Please. Someone help.

Or just send a jackhammer.
Or a priest.
Or a geologist.
Or a damn earthquake.

I’m too fabulous for this geologic mess.

…but like I guess I could give him a second thought.
I mean he's literally the only one rolling toward me these days.

Sigh. My type?

Apparently, I like ‘em rugged, ancient and completely incapable of emotional growth just like this rock.

Screams into the void. Screams at my reflection. Screams at a pebble.

Why am I like this??

 

[Rasputin_M]

I was just walking past this random rock, okay?
Minding my own business, being cute, breathing air, living my life.
Out of nowhere I said,

"Ugh, at least you don’t have feelings. Lucky."

And suddenly the rock shimmered.
Not even in a nice way.
Like it was trying too hard to shine but failed.
Then I hear this deep, scratchy voice go,

"I didn’t... until you spoke to me."

I turned.
It had eyes. Real molten looking ones. Blinking. Like flirty.
WAS THAT A BLUSH, eh??!!
Sir. You’re a BOULDER.
Me: "I—I was joking!"
Rock: "And I was falling."

Now it’s texting me "wyd" at 2AM. (Oh, come on, bruh)
Says it wants to "settle down… geologically."
Keeps calling me "the wind that eroded its walls."

BABE. I can’t even spell erosion properly. *shrugs shoulder*

It sent me a Spotify playlist titled "Hard for You."
And now wants to take me to a volcano for our honeymoon.
Like, I was just insulting a rock.
Now I’m stuck in some toxic love story with a crusty piece of the Earth.

Please. Someone help.

Or just send a jackhammer.
Or a priest.
Or a geologist.
Or a damn earthquake.

I’m too fabulous for this geologic mess.

…but like I guess I could give him a second thought.
I mean he's literally the only one rolling toward me these days.

Sigh. My type?

Apparently, I like ‘em rugged, ancient and completely incapable of emotional growth just like this rock.

Screams into the void. Screams at my reflection. Screams at a pebble.

Why am I like this??

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Hello and good evening Ms. . Very well written and yes it has a deep meaning as well. Sometimes we come across people in life who seem like a rock , hard , emotionless and almost dead in their heart. But such is not the case. No human being is devoid of emotions , it's just sometimes life and circumstances make them like that. Everyone has a breaking point and these so called rocks probably have reached that yet that does not mean they are not capable of emotions anymore. Maybe they just need a little bit stirring up . Cheers!!!

 

[Bhoot]

It says everything yet nothing

 

[Sherl0ck]

I was just walking past this random rock, okay?
Minding my own business, being cute, breathing air, living my life.
Out of nowhere I said,

"Ugh, at least you don’t have feelings. Lucky."

And suddenly the rock shimmered.
Not even in a nice way.
Like it was trying too hard to shine but failed.
Then I hear this deep, scratchy voice go,

"I didn’t... until you spoke to me."

I turned.
It had eyes. Real molten looking ones. Blinking. Like flirty.
WAS THAT A BLUSH, eh??!!
Sir. You’re a BOULDER.
Me: "I—I was joking!"
Rock: "And I was falling."

Now it’s texting me "wyd" at 2AM. (Oh, come on, bruh)
Says it wants to "settle down… geologically."
Keeps calling me "the wind that eroded its walls."

BABE. I can’t even spell erosion properly. *shrugs shoulder*

It sent me a Spotify playlist titled "Hard for You."
And now wants to take me to a volcano for our honeymoon.
Like, I was just insulting a rock.
Now I’m stuck in some toxic love story with a crusty piece of the Earth.

Please. Someone help.

Or just send a jackhammer.
Or a priest.
Or a geologist.
Or a damn earthquake.

I’m too fabulous for this geologic mess.

…but like I guess I could give him a second thought.
I mean he's literally the only one rolling toward me these days.

Sigh. My type?

Apparently, I like ‘em rugged, ancient and completely incapable of emotional growth just like this rock.

Screams into the void. Screams at my reflection. Screams at a pebble.

Why am I like this??

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Salute your thoughts, well written.. slow claps

 

[Anikket]

I really like very much this kinda writing skill..when someone tries to explain their feelings by setting an example of nature,science or sometimes in another form..

Very well written..keep writing please..

 

[Solara]

Honestly, if I were that boulder, I’d fall too. I mean, someone walks by all cute and emotionally destructive? Irresistible.

Tell the rock to get in line though—I saw you first.

 

[OliviaRose]

I was just walking past this random rock, okay?
Minding my own business, being cute, breathing air, living my life.
Out of nowhere I said,

"Ugh, at least you don’t have feelings. Lucky."

And suddenly the rock shimmered.
Not even in a nice way.
Like it was trying too hard to shine but failed.
Then I hear this deep, scratchy voice go,

"I didn’t... until you spoke to me."

I turned.
It had eyes. Real molten looking ones. Blinking. Like flirty.
WAS THAT A BLUSH, eh??!!
Sir. You’re a BOULDER.
Me: "I—I was joking!"
Rock: "And I was falling."

Now it’s texting me "wyd" at 2AM. (Oh, come on, bruh)
Says it wants to "settle down… geologically."
Keeps calling me "the wind that eroded its walls."

BABE. I can’t even spell erosion properly. *shrugs shoulder*

It sent me a Spotify playlist titled "Hard for You."
And now wants to take me to a volcano for our honeymoon.
Like, I was just insulting a rock.
Now I’m stuck in some toxic love story with a crusty piece of the Earth.

Please. Someone help.

Or just send a jackhammer.
Or a priest.
Or a geologist.
Or a damn earthquake.

I’m too fabulous for this geologic mess.

…but like I guess I could give him a second thought.
I mean he's literally the only one rolling toward me these days.

Sigh. My type?

Apparently, I like ‘em rugged, ancient and completely incapable of emotional growth just like this rock.

Screams into the void. Screams at my reflection. Screams at a pebble.

Why am I like this??

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This is cute and nicely put together!

 

[InkyWhispers]

Hello and good evening Ms. . Very well written and yes it has a deep meaning as well. Sometimes we come across people in life who seem like a rock , hard , emotionless and almost dead in their heart. But such is not the case. No human being is devoid of emotions , it's just sometimes life and circumstances make them like that. Everyone has a breaking point and these so called rocks probably have reached that yet that does not mean they are not capable of emotions anymore. Maybe they just need a little bit stirring up . Cheers!!!

There's a bengali song that says, "Pathoreo phool fote jano ki?" Which means, "Do you know that even stones can blossom with flowers?"

 

[InkyWhispers]

I really like very much this kinda writing skill..when someone tries to explain their feelings by setting an example of nature,science or sometimes in another form..

Very well written..keep writing please..

Some feelings are too deep for plain words so I borrow a little magic from nature. I’m really glad it spoke to you. That’s all a writer could ask for.

 

[InkyWhispers]

Honestly, if I were that boulder, I’d fall too. I mean, someone walks by all cute and emotionally destructive? Irresistible.

Tell the rock to get in line though—I saw you first.

Now you're making the boulder jealous...hehe and I do like a little competition *winks* You saw me first and claimed me first too *blushing* Ngl you literally discovered me on ZoZo. *Big hug*