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من با ماه امشب یاد تو افتادم.

نَبا؟

به جانِ تو.

هم سخته، هم من سخت‌تر می‌گیرم.

peradventure if people knew what it was to love or hugged each other, there wouldn't be any sorrowful and heavy hearted people-¿!

درسته شما جیگری، ولی من دلخورم.

حیف شد

خیلی حیف شد
گلبم شکسته

🌚بیا خودم خوبش میکنم.....

‏اگه واقعا دوست داشت می‌رفت سریال موردعلاقه‌ات رو می‌دید.

I don't think love depends on these things-
The heart wants what it wants and there is no logic to it.
If she loves you, she will express her love for you. She sees love in you, she hears her love for you in every word she says.
Her love for you is something that she lives in every day.
No matter what time of day it is, you are always with her-
There is always a voice in her dreams that seems to be you..she feels it clearly..you are present in every second of her life..her whole brain and heart have become obedient to you...she loves you with all her heart, even if her brain forgets you, her whole heart still belongs to you.. And finally...when she talks about you, she becomes.......
If she loves you, she'll try to be who you want her to be, like, trying to change herself for you-
And that's it, actually that's what I think about loving someone -

You know what love means to me?
Love is not just about words or actions - it’s about the feeling that takes over when you look into someone’s eyes.
For me, love feels like the depth of hazel eyes - warm, endless.
Every time I imagine looking into them, there’s this quiet storm inside me… like the world pauses for a second, and everything suddenly makes sense.
That’s what love is to me.

And between your breath and your eyes, my unfinished poems found their final line.
Yes… in the garden of my silence, your eyes were the first flowers to bloom.

You're completely right -😭🌟