Biyaya. • blessing •

Biyaya. • blessing •

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Romance
this is not a story. this is a book for my future lover, the person I prayed for would come into my life someday. From the day I wrote this book, I promised myself that I'll wait for my God-given person and not find anyone. This is my waiting game, and I know this will be worth this time. for my love, I did this so that you'll know how much I waited for you to come into my life, and how much I want to have the happiest in the world with you. If you read this book, I'm hoping that we're together in love with each other, and when that day happens I'll be the most blessed person. I love you, my dearest...✨💛
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There are times in our lives that we look for something deliberately and grow tired of the search when it isn't found. Later, we might decide that it doesn't exist or that it is lost beyond the pursuit. But then, one fine day it falls right in to your lap without even calling out for it. And when you have it right there with you, you don't know what exactly you should do with it. That is what happens with love most of the times. It gets found at the most unlikely times in the most unexpected ways. Leaving you confused about how to deal with it. And by the time you figure it out, it might have vanished. The two persons I fell in love with; One, who promised me a forever and gave up on me the half way. The other, who gave me everything except the promise of a forever. I don't know whom I love the most. When loving one of them had become a habit from the past and letting go was so hard, the other gave me reasons to love him more day by day making it impossible to resist the urge to make him stay. ............ ps: The book cover is hand painted by me

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