LOVE
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People claim that love is a beautiful thing but maybe it's true because they have experienced it probably. At times you are carried by your thoughts and you just imagine what if I get that love everyone is claiming to be the best .
I wanna know how it feels to be loved and cared for ,I wanna be his source of joy . You know when you are having a rough day you just call him and his voice becomes your comfort.
We all have different ways of expressing love I am the kind of person who needs attention , random text message little things matter to me .
I wanna have someone that I can call mine and who will always be there for me ,we will patch up before going to bed ,we surprise each other with gifts ,date night. I get to put my head on his chest for as long as I want and getting random forehead kisses just because I cooked his favourite meal ,or picked out his clothes for the day .
I wanna have a man who will say let me ring my wife maybe she will have a solution to this issue I am dealing with. I always be there for him and support him through thick or thin. Does such love exist or have read too much novel and am in my own fantasy world .
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