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She already knew I liked her.
But not like this.
Not the way I looked at her like she held the whole sky.
Not the way I wrote about her in every silent prayer.
Not the way I loved her that fully, deeply, and quietly.

Because the truth is...
I loved her more than she'll ever understand.
More than I could ever say out loud.
And so, I wrote.
Poems, prayers, and pieces of my soul...
All for her.

This is a collection of everything I couldn't say.
Every unspoken moment.
Every emotion I buried behind smiles.
Every "I love you" I was too afraid to let slip.

I'm not writing this to change her heart.
I'm writing this because she changed mine.
And even if she never reads this,
Even if she never sees what she meant to me...

I will still choose her.
In every universe.
In every lifetime.
In every poem.

But if she ever reads this...
I hope she knows:
It was always her.
It's still her.
It might always be her.All Rights Reserved

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