A Bee's LOVE and more..

A Bee's LOVE and more..

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Love is blind but it doesn't mean you cant see It simply means that you're heart cant realize. A simple yet so deep as you could ever imagine It all started on a single bee who was searching for the one The one he always thought and sought he would be for Eternity So kung na boboringan kana sa Description ko Mas mabuting basahin mo nalang muna para matapos nato Ok?? haha so yea its an Anventure for finding The Perfect One, Sino bang hinde nangarap at nagpangap na nakita naraw niya si Mr. Perfect ? Diba tayong lahat nangarap din diba?? So just read this short story of mine and don't mind the wrong grammars oK?? Amature pa po ako so please understand and don't you dare underestimate the Power of Word through A deep yet so Fragile Story.. At may season2 po ito, Tao po yung mga Characters doon hinde napo mga Animals Its like The Prologue of The season2 book nito so expect some spoilers ok? Ok shat dap na si Author pwede kanang mag basa ENJOY READER\S !! \( ^ , ^ )
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What if, in another life, in another time, love was enough? They loved each other in silence, in the spaces between longing and letting go. Their hearts spoke a language only they understood-through stolen glances, fingertips brushing for a second too long, and the words they never had the courage to say. But fate was cruel. The world kept pulling them apart, forcing them into lives where they could never fully belong to each other. One stayed, carrying the weight of a love that never got its ending. The other became a memory, a ghost of what could have been. Yet, love like theirs never truly fades. It lingers, in dreams, in echoes of laughter, in the quiet ache of knowing-somewhere, somehow, they were almost meant to be.

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