Garirson1414

There are many faces that pass through your life,
          	many smiles, many moments, many names…
          	Some stay for a while, some fade like dust,
          	some feel real, but never truly remain.
          	Love may knock on your door again and again,
          	wearing different eyes each time—
          	but not every heart understands your silence,
          	not every soul reads your worth between the lines.
          	There is only one…
          	one girl who sees you without you speaking,
          	who feels you without you trying,
          	who knows your value when the world ignores it.
          	So don’t let every passing thought become a home,
          	don’t give space in your mind to every temporary feeling.
          	Because when the right one comes,
          	she won’t need to ask—she will already know.
          	Wait for the one who chooses you with certainty,
          	not confusion… not doubt.
          	Because real love doesn’t visit often—
          	but when it does, it stays.
          	
          	Writer: unknown 

Garirson1414

There are many faces that pass through your life,
          many smiles, many moments, many names…
          Some stay for a while, some fade like dust,
          some feel real, but never truly remain.
          Love may knock on your door again and again,
          wearing different eyes each time—
          but not every heart understands your silence,
          not every soul reads your worth between the lines.
          There is only one…
          one girl who sees you without you speaking,
          who feels you without you trying,
          who knows your value when the world ignores it.
          So don’t let every passing thought become a home,
          don’t give space in your mind to every temporary feeling.
          Because when the right one comes,
          she won’t need to ask—she will already know.
          Wait for the one who chooses you with certainty,
          not confusion… not doubt.
          Because real love doesn’t visit often—
          but when it does, it stays.
          
          Writer: unknown