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Keeping my words in cage; Saying everything here all the way //
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best friends since diapers she fell first but he fell harder best friends to lovers ___________________________________________________________________ HER~~ mai nahi hoti toh kya hota tera? (What would happen with you if I wasn't there?) HIM~~ tu nahi hoti toh koi aur hoti haha (There would be someone else in your place.. haha) ______________________________________________________ HER~~ sahi kaha tha tune.. koi aur hi hai.. (You were right.. it's someone else..) ________________________________________________________ HIM~~ koi aur ho hi nahi sakti. tu hi thi. bas samajhne mei der hogayi. (It was you all along.. no one else could take your place. I took time to realize, that's it.) __________________________________________________________ HER~~ bhoolja mujhe.. abhi kuch nahi hosakta. (Forget me.. nothing is possible now) HIM~~ khud ko bhool sakta hu. tujhe nahi. kuch hoga toh bas tere saath. aur kisike saath nahi. (I can forget myself but not you. If I want anything, then it is with you. Not with anyone else) ___________________________________________________________________ HER~~ duniya mei sabse pyaari. (The sweetest in the world) HIM~~ teri meri yaari. (The friendship between me and you.) ___________________________________________________________________________ HIM~~ pyaar hogaya hai tujhse. (I have fallen in love with you.) HER~~ mujhe toh pehle se tha. (I fell for you long back.) _____________________________________________________________________________
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「 ✦ 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 ✦ 」 ──★ ˙𝐀 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ̟ !! "She put her dreams aside for her parent's, but little did she know she was someone's dream." - Ayushi "He had it all, or so they thought, but little did he know, she was all he ever needed." - Aadarsh 𖧧.𖥔 ݁ ˖⚘₊ ⊹𓏲 Ayushi Verma- Cheerful, bubbly, and always the one to make others smile. Beneath her bright smile, she's the girl who writes to escape the pressure of being the oldest child, always putting her own dreams aside to take care of everyone else's. Aadarsh Tiwari- He's calm, quiet, and a tennis champ, with looks that could steal anyone's breath away. A top student from a rich family, everyone thinks he has it all. But behind his perfect life, he carries a secret struggle few know about. ★ ✮ ★ ☆ Ayushi, weeping, whispered, "I'm just not enough. No matter how hard I try, I fail..." Aadarsh gently wiped her tears with his thumb, his voice soft but certain, "You're more than enough, Ayushi. I know you'll make it." She looked up at him, her voice barely audible, "Mere parents ke khwab... kuch nahi kar payi mein." Aadarsh gazed into her eyes, his expression intense, "Jo khwab tumhare the, woh zaroor pure honge. Tum bhi toh kisike khwab ho..." ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ Let's witness two teens who were initially strangers, but due to circumstantial closeness, they get to know each other better, fall for each other, and become each other's comfort. ✶ . ࣪ ׅ 03 ' 🪐 ☆ "Synced in Love"☆ - evlxne ਏਓ![[ p o e t r y 2]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/336780532-256-k201410.jpg)
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