Until I Found You
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A poem written for the person I have loved with my whole heart, but the most sadest part it's one-sided.
I have Learn "love is a pain"...
and I have felt that so much in my whole life..
I have fallen in love with him many times, and I have said it's was harder than the previous one.
I have done many things in my life few good and few bad but the only thing I can say with so much confidence that, choosing him to love is the best thing I have done.
people have promise in love many things.. and why will I be different from others? I have promised myself to find him to love in my every single life.
I want to love him even if we are not meant to be...
my hobáwn~ 🌻❤️🩹
Until I found you a poetry book which is filled with some heartbreaking poem and about one-sided love I hope you guys will feel the depth of my love and emotional and connect with yourself by my words too... I hope you guys enjoy first poetry book...
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