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You stole my heart my Venus...❤️ You made me crazy.... You're my obsession... I'm so possessive on you... We broke all the boundaries that sweet night... So, there's no turn back for us... Be mine... forever.....❤️❤️ Start :-09/01/2025 End :-

She didn't believe in romance. He didn't believe in ease. And yet, they both fell anyway. *** Alena Rogers doesn't believe in romance. Not the fairy-tale, soulmates, "I saw him across the room" kind. She believes in sarcasm, iced coffee, academic glory, and emotionally unavailable fictional men with good jawlines. Definitely not in Aaryan Reuel, the infuriatingly composed, council-president-type with a secret softness and very real dimples.

කාලයක් නසරානි වෙච්ච,එකම එක ලැවෙන්ඩෙර් මලක් නිස මෙල්ල උන ආදරනීය හිත, නිර්මල ශාක්‍ය මදුරප්පෙරුම දරදඩු හිතක් මෙල්ල කරපු දගකාර,අහින්සක ලැවෙන්ඩෙර් මල ප්‍රභාශ්වරී අනුපභා පතිරණ ඔයාට ම්න් පින් දීලත් මදි.දන්නවද ම්න් තමුසෙට හරි ආදරෙයි සුදූ ශාක්‍ය ම්න් ලොකූ දේවල් කලේ නෑනෙ.ම්න් කලේ ඔයාට ඔනෙ ආදරේ දුන්න එක. ප්‍රභා මැරුනු හිතකට පන දුන් ඇයගෙ කතාව❤️

Loved You Alone is a tender exploration of love, longing, and the quiet pain of unreciprocated devotion. Through evocative verses and intimate reflections, Yerenica Aries captures the fragile beauty of giving your heart fully to someone who may never see its depth. Each poem is a delicate balance of vulnerability and strength, portraying the moments when love feels both eternal and heartbreakingly fleeting. For anyone who has loved quietly, deeply, and without guarantee, Loved You Alone is a mirror to the soul, a gentle reminder that even in love's neglect, the heart endures.

She was never the first choice, only the comfort people returned to when love failed them elsewhere. This poem is for the woman who loved deeply, stayed softly, and waited quietly, until she learned that choosing herself was the most romantic act of all. A story of tenderness, heartbreak, and the moment a woman stops waiting to be chosen and becomes the love she deserves.

Just read it cause I'm not really good at giving details😅

Who knew a serial killer could fall in love? 🤯❤️

Chaynez fille de tess qui est tomber love dun shab a son frère ....❤️ CHRONIQUE FICTIVE

pata nei bhai? kuch vi kaise likdu?😭

Lexie is a big trouble maker and loves to hang with the boys but still has a bestie and she and Dreshawn are falling for each other but all goes bad when Austin the new boy falls for Lexie. And don't forget about Lexie and her big love for cheer her life is cheer.

"Man of My Dreams" is about a love that is gentle, kind, unwavering, and deeply fulfilling-a love that feels like home.

Story of Every Women, real beauty should be defined in the way a woman treats other people, the way she exhibits joy and her confidence in the parts of her that make her unique. It's the caring that she lovingly gives and the passion she shows. So this poetry is to all the beautiful Women out there 🥰❤

دەڵــێـن ڕەش نــاشـیـرنـە...! ڕاسـتـە ڕاش نـاشـریـنـە...! ڪاتێـڪ ڪـاری بـەنـدەیـە...! بـەڵـام ڕەشـی چـاوۍ تـۆ ڪە مـەیـلـۍ هـەنـاسـەیـە...! هـەزاران جـوانـۍ لـە خـۆ گـرتـوە...! ڕەشـم هـەڵـبـژارد بـۆ ڕەنــگـۍ ژیــانـم...! چـونـڪە چـاوانـت هـەمـوو ژیـانـمـن...! مـن خـۆشـمویـسـتـۍ تـۆش ئـازارت دام...! گـەر خـۆشـەویـسـتـیـت مـلـڪەچـی بـوێـت...! ئـامـادەم بـۆ مـەرگ مـلـڪەچـۍ ئـەشـق بـم...! گـەر تـۆ ئـاگـر بیـت بـا مـن بـسوتێـم...! چـاوانـت ڕۆڵـی خـەڵوز بـگێڕێـت...! ئەشـقـیـشـت ڕۆڵـی ئاگـر بـبـیـنێـت...! مـنـیـش سـوتـاوی ئـەشـقـی تـۆ دەبـم...! ڪوژراوۍ دوو چـاوی ڕەشت دەبـم...! نـوسـەر/ لـالـیــن *هـەمـوو مـافـێـکی چـیرۆکەکە بـە تەواوەتی دەگەڕێتەوە بۆ خۆم وە بردنی قەدەغەیە بە هەموو شێوەیەکی تەنانەت وشەیەکیش بێت*

This poem captures the longing for clarity in a relationship, expressing the fear of misunderstanding silence. It highlights the need for open communication to prevent overthinking and unfulfilled expectations, culminating in a heartfelt confession of deep, unwavering love.

The Rib is a gentle promise of love, honoring the woman who guards the heart, lifts the soul, and walks beside her partner through all of life.

A haunting tale of love that thrives in chaos. Two souls dancing dangerously close to destruction.

A love that makes it hard for you to comprehend whether you want to kiss them or stab them.

Loving the wrong one hurts, but with the right one, you heal the parts of you didn't even know were broken.

This poem explores the contrast between surface-level maturity and true emotional growth, especially in love. "Boy, Not a Man" highlights how appearances can mask emotional immaturity, emphasizing that being a man isn't about fashion or confidence-it's about respect, emotional depth, and the courage to embrace real connection. It's a reflection on love, responsibility, and the difference between playing a role and truly being present.

The quiet ache of being desired but never truly loved - of lingering on the edges of someone's heart without ever being let in. It speaks to the pain of almosts, half-promises, and unspoken feelings, giving voice to those who've been someone's fleeting thought but never their forever choice.