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I am meant to be his Selina Kyle.

Yes you are, baby

I wish I had the ability to know the words you want to hear and things you want me to say because God knows how many times I have failed to understand you in my language. But if I have the chance to tell you something I want your heart to listen, I hope you can find your faith within my words once again. That even years from now, I still want to see my love growing for the same person I love today and that person is you. I want to watch myself proving that I can make you feel loved in a way you have longed for so long. I offered you a pair of my hands that you can trust, a safe space in my arms to hide, but still it's not enough to pay back so much life you have given me ever since I met you. And I know it too well that pretty thing like you don't just happen to somebody like me, Marybeth. But maybe, handing you the last piece of my heart would make me deserving of you, of your tiny smile that flips my world upside down, of your beauty that is quiet and subtle, one kind that I have never seen in what felt like eternity.

For years, I never thought I was good enough to be something but the day I found you, you have convinced me that I am worthy of the love I want. And I want that to be yours, I want it to be mine, sweetheart. For only your love has its way of repairing me and my heart, turning it into a place you have the pleasure of calling your home.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝅄ི༏ྀ . 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  – 𝙰 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎.
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There he is, loving me without my needing to ask how I want to be loved, even when I doubt that anyone could ever love me as I am with a love that feels endless. He has become someone of great importance in my life, someone I hold on to with everything I have, and is also someone I never want to be taken away from me. There are things I cannot control and memories I can never erase, but in moments when I don't feel whole, I see him in the back of my mind, like a ray of light shining in the darkest places. In him, I have finally found all that I never dared to dream of or believe I deserved. He came into my life and ignited my selfish desire to have him just for me. He loves me as I love. He protects and comforts me with a love that is delicate and gentle. He wipes my tears when my world is fall apart and it's only his hand that I could reach for. And in his arms, I find peace, a peace I never thought I could experience, as if every fear and insecurity melts away when he holds me close. With him, this cruel world feels safer, softer, and more bearable for me. And in any life, I want to live in a world where he exists in it. He is the constant I never knew I needed, the quiet strength behind every struggle I face. And when I stare at his eyes, I see the reflection of the person I want to become, someone worthy of the kind of love he so effortlessly gives. He makes me believe in possibilities, in second chances, and in the idea that I am enough, just as I am. With him, I no longer question if love like this exists because I live it every day. I can be vulnerable, I can be strong, I can be lost, and I can be found, because with him, I have found my home. And the belief that I am worthy of a love like this, that I don't have to fight for it or fear losing it. With him, love just feels right. It exists without conditions, without limits, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever known.

As the evening unfolded in a tapestry of laughter and vibrant lights, me and Rudolph, the older brothers, were drawn into the spirited chaos of our little sister, Cherrie’s revelry at the bazaar after-party. It was a night of playful dares that sparked shared memories and joyous laughter. Each challenge we tossed her way fueled her enthusiasm, her giggles blending with the beats around us. Her tipsiness was likely our doing—a playful consequence of our antics. In that moment, surrounded by flickering lights, we were not just siblings but co-conspirators in a delightful adventure, blurring the lines between guardianship and youthful mischief.

Late night shenanigans with two older brothers and their little sister: Elias playing bartender (trying to get Cherrie drunk) and me playing bodyguard (stopping Elias from messing with her). Just another wild night with the best siblings around. 🤝