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 -😭🌟

اگه دوستم نداره، چرا باهام تو یه کشور زندگی می‌کنه؟

از این وضعیت خسته شدم، من تورو میخوام.

So? What do you think?-
Will there be a day when I can say that God is getting closer to me through your hands? ㅠㅠ

یک روز زیبا سراغ من بیا. (هیچ‌وقت)

ما گذشتیم و نگذشت آنچه تو با ما کردی.

می‌دونی معنی نودل خوردن باهم چیه؟🌚

نودل فوری فرق داره.🌚🤣

😂جفتش یکیه حالا اون باهمه مهمه.

How strange is this throb that leaps through me in the memory of you—so rapid, so restless, like light breaking on water.
I can't bring it into order; the words scatter, refuse to be tamed, and yet they keep revolving around you, always you...
As the day goes by, The air trembles with the memory of your voice
Sometimes I think I hear it, a half syllable in the silence, and the whole world bows against you...
Ah....I'm going crazy.. You've made me completely crazy about you..
You walk all over me day and night and are with me..
If I could put my heart in your hands, you would find it restless, unfinished...and..at the end...I want you~-