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I’ll keep writing every cherished moment with you, inscribing them on faded paper with the tired ink of my pen. 🌙
each line i write carries pieces of my heart some soft, some aching, all honest. i’ve prepared everything with quiet care, hoping it finds a way to you, hoping you feel the tenderness between every word. my pen danced slowly across the once-empty page, and with every stroke, it turned plain paper into a canvas of emotion painted with thoughts i couldn’t say aloud, but felt so deeply inside.
it wasn’t just writing, it was remembering. it was reliving the warmth of your smile, the comfort of your warm hug, the stillness of time whenever I’m with you. these aren't just words, they're fragments of my soul, stitched together by longing, affection, and a love that grows stronger with every breath.
i want you to know that no matter how many pages I fill or how many ways i try to say it, nothing will ever fully capture how deeply i love you. but still, i’ll keep writing cause loving you is the most beautiful story I’ve ever known.❤️
each line i write carries pieces of my heart some soft, some aching, all honest. i’ve prepared everything with quiet care, hoping it finds a way to you, hoping you feel the tenderness between every word. my pen danced slowly across the once-empty page, and with every stroke, it turned plain paper into a canvas of emotion painted with thoughts i couldn’t say aloud, but felt so deeply inside.
it wasn’t just writing, it was remembering. it was reliving the warmth of your smile, the comfort of your warm hug, the stillness of time whenever I’m with you. these aren't just words, they're fragments of my soul, stitched together by longing, affection, and a love that grows stronger with every breath.
i want you to know that no matter how many pages I fill or how many ways i try to say it, nothing will ever fully capture how deeply i love you. but still, i’ll keep writing cause loving you is the most beautiful story I’ve ever known.
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love blooms in paris
that evening, the parisian sky wore a soft veil of pale gold clouds. the streets had quieted, save for the occasional footsteps echoing through the small riverside park. we walked side by side in silence, not the uncomfortable kind, but the kind that feels…
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