Purity of loving
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Last published Sat, Sep 20, 2025
"I think I am too immature for you" she said while crying.
"No you are not immature" he said coming towards her..."you are the one who brings out my inner child..they way you show your love and the way you see the world...the way you are yourself. I love it all and still you think that you are not enough for me?" He stayed still then again spoke up a tear streamed down from his eyes.
"You are not any ordinary girl for me but.. you are a goddess to me, the goddess whom I worship every day"..💖✨
When a scholar boy met a clumsy girl it might take a new turn...🫶✨🐝
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