ㅤ          ❥  ──   ──   ──  ──   ──ㅤ
 
ⓘㅤ𝟶𝟶𝟷ㅤ..  🔖👣ㅤthese two souls are stuck in their unconditional love. the first one is too damage, full of tears and chaos, carring the weight of damage. drowend in isolation, yet still fighting for the one they love.

  𓇼 “I'm willing to do everything
           just to win him back again”
          she says.

          meanwhile, the other is hesitate.
         veiled by showdows of doubt and
           fear, yet unable to saver the ties
                   that bind their hearts.

           “i really want her back” he says.

᭧📑   ::  太感谢了 ) but he doesn't know what to do; he feels lost. and that's the form of

“you love each other,
you just both need to know how to fight and get back into each other's arms, no matter what.”

           
         ( .. 最喜歡的 PAGE XXI ❛  📑 . . .

他们解释说, 21 june .. when you've worn yourself out chasing things not meant for you or going after the wrong people without success, that's when you gently slip into a period of hibernation. It's the time when you let go of the struggle and stop fighting battles to fit into molds, and instead, build a space that perfectly cradles your existence and is just the right size for you. When you no longer wish for things or beg to fit in that's when the magic happens and you prepare for rebirth, or perhaps discover the real you. Attract what's genuinely yours, and bask in the warmth of your own company until your people and things find you or come running towards you. Then, with open arms, welcome them home — ♥️

「  🍇 : 📠  愛情信 ┈──┈  .. ೀ
"Stay with me," I nearly growl, trying to bite back my desperation, my fear that she'll slip away. I never want to stop looking at her from here. "Stay."
     ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ { 🔖🖇️ }
They flutter open-she's still here, still her. "I need to hear you," she begs in that voice, and I can't refuse her, not anything, not now, not ever. But the words that come aren't enough for this. For her. So I speak in a language she doesn't know. ••  」

               𔐢 ׄ ִ ྀ  🗒️ : 🂱  poem  ( ... )
                          ⁝  Je t'aime.
                         ⁝ Aujourd'hui.
                              ⁝ Ce soir.
                              ⁝ Demain.
                         ⁝ Pour toujours.
                 ⁝ Si je vivais mille ans, je
         ⁝ t'appartiendrais pour tous. Si je
      ⁝ vivais mille vies, je te ferais mienne
                  ⁝ dans chacune d'elles.
     

             𓊆 I love you. Today. Tonight.   
                  Tomorrow. Forever. 𓊇

If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. If I were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.
                            ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ 📑🖇️

ㅤ  ㅤ  • GLADIOLUS            • POEM
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𓇼 🖇️⁺. — few sweaty words written on paper containing photos, music and video's of a collection full of fragrant wooden cupboards, the shabby floor greet you when you start reading the contents.

˙心跳 • ── “Hi! send your 
                  massage in here. ♥️🔖

──── 𝟶:𝟶𝟶 everyone will go to their own homes. will return to simply enjoy dinner or rest and joke with other humans who make the house feel warm by being together.. 休息