His Moonlight 2.0
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She loved him first, with a heart so true,
But icy words cut right through.
Her silent wounds, her hidden scars,
Veer's indifference, her battle's bars.
But as days slipped by, a shift in tide,
Veer saw her pain, what he'd denied.
Her laughter, soft, a melody rare,
Crept through his walls, his silent snare.
Now, his touch like fire, a love unfurled,
He shields her fiercely from the world.
Protective eyes, no gaze could stray,
Possessive arms that beg her to stay.
He's bound to her, both rough and kind,
Undoing hurt, in heart and mind.
Her hurt, his guilt, he'll never forsake,
With love so deep, they both remake.
Veer & ruhi
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