A Beloved's Promise

A Beloved's Promise

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1950 To my dearest beloved, My only wish for you is your happiness. The smile that crosses your face, the chuckle in your laughter, and the love in your eyes are reasons why I loved you so much. You made me the happiest version of myself and whenever I'm with you, I feel so alive. The way hold my hand, reassures my safety. I'll forever love you even though you loved me differently. If this time is not ours, I will patiently wait for our moment. I will wait and will keep on waiting for our love to become one. And when that time comes, I will love you the way you deserve to be loved but for now, I will wait for you. Always remember that I love you so much. Your Prim A beloved's promise is a story about everlasting love. They say that love is sweeter the second time around. How long can you wait for your true love and how will you know if he is the one. Is it just a coincidence or destiny? Follow the story of Primrose and how her life will change because of a single rose.
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[[Book 2 (FINAL book) of "One Lifetime is Never Enough"]] "I would have waited for you forever." The lament of a faraway voice that she had missed - that she had been longing to answer to - echoed in her mind. "But, you are no longer here." The despairing sigh was a muted murmur - clawing at her, begging for her to respond. But she was there, here, wherever the voice was. But then again, she might as well was not. She could no longer see, could no longer reach him. The voice sounded so near, but it was also as far as another world she could no longer be in. Nevertheless, she could still feel, in the darkness that was cradling her non-existence; the agony she felt in her non-beating heart, in her dormant soul, it was all due to her longing. For the owner of the voice. For him. The voice kept begging in agony - tormenting her, tormenting himself. And she could not do anything. "Please wait for me." "Please remember me." "Why... why can't I see you?" "Won't you wait for me?" ----------------- For you, I will wait for eternity. This time, I will wait. This time, it is my turn to wait. So please, please just let me find you. Please, be there when I find you. Please, tell me that you are still mine. That I still exist, perhaps not in your memory, but etched in your very soul. Like you have been deeply engraved in mine, lingering like a beautiful illness I will gladly bear and succumb to. Because, I will search to all corners of this world, and wait until the end of days. For you. Because, this world will always be wretched without you. And then, I will always, forever, bloom. For you. -----------------

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