~ Bekraar Mohobbat ( On Hold )

~ Bekraar Mohobbat ( On Hold )

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A single glance, and my world was changed, In her eyes, I saw a story untold. She stood there, unaware of the pull, Of the quiet magic she'd silently unfold. No words between us, yet I knew it clear, In that moment, I'd found my reason to stay near. But love is not just a feeling that's sweet, It's the challenge of hearts, the promise to meet. For sometimes, the heart speaks without sound, And in silence, love's truths are truly found...❤️✨ Aarav moves into a new neighborhood, he never expects his life to change with a single glance. But there she is - his quiet, mysterious neighbor, and with just one look, his heart is lost. She's quiet, guarded, and beautiful in a way that feels like poetry.... Still, some hearts are worth chasing...
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