a Love Letter ❣️

Virtual things must be over in virtual We talked Fell in love Had fun Argued over little things Cried together Laughed together No matter what, no matter how madly you want it no matter how madly we crave for love there must be a limit a limit of holding pain. When we surpass.. it must end

𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 100 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴.

She doesn’t need love. But when she chooses it, she burns for it.

Sometimes the pain within me screams louder. The girl who loves suffers, the girl who plays is at play; all should be thankful to those men who taught me how to be heartless. (Is the stone heavy because it falls, or does it fall because it is heavy?)

Sometimes love is a person❤️

ₜₒ wᵢₛₕ ₜₒ ₕₒₗd ₑᵥₑᵣy ₛₕₐₚₑ ₒf yₒᵤᵣ bₑᵢₙg ᵢₛ ₐ ₚₑᵣᵢₗₒᵤₛ ₚₐₜₕ, ₗᵢₖₑ ₐ ₘₒₙₖ ₜᵣyᵢₙg ₜₒ cₐₜcₕ ₜₕₑ ₘₒₒₙ ᵢₙ ₐ cᵤₚ ₒf wₐₜₑᵣ. Yₒᵤ dₑₛᵢᵣₑ ₜₒ ₖₙₒw ₜₕₑ ₜₕₒᵤgₕₜₛ ₜₕₐₜ wₐₙdₑᵣ ₐₜ ₂ ₐ.ₘ., ₜₕₑ ₛᵢₗₑₙₜ wₒᵣdₛ ₕₑₗd bₑₕᵢₙd ₜₕₑ ₗᵢₚₛ, ₐₙd ₜₕₑ ₛₘₐₗₗ ₕₐbᵢₜₛ ₜₕₐₜ dₐₙcₑ ᵤₙₙₒₜᵢcₑd ᵢₙ yₒᵤᵣ ₛₕₐdₒw. Yₒᵤ wᵢₛₕ ₜₒ ₘₑₘₒᵣᵢzₑ ₜₕₑₛₑ fᵣₐgₘₑₙₜₛ ₐₙd ₖₑₑₚ ₜₕₑₘ ₛₐfₑ wᵢₜₕᵢₙ ₜₕₑ ₜₑₘₚₗₑ ₒf yₒᵤᵣ ₕₑₐᵣₜ. Yₒᵤ ₕₐᵥₑ ₛₑₜₜₗₑd bₑₙₑₐₜₕ ₘy ₛₖᵢₙ ₗᵢₖₑ ₐ ₚₑᵣₛᵢₛₜₑₙₜ ₘₒₛₛ, ₐₙd ₜᵣᵤₗy, ᵢ ₘₐₖₑ ₙₒ ₑffₒᵣₜ ₜₒ bᵣᵤₛₕ yₒᵤ ₐwₐy. ₐ ₘₒₙₖ ₒₙcₑ ₐₛₖₑd, "Wₕₐₜ ᵢₛ ₜₕₑ wₑᵢgₕₜ ₒf ₐ ₜₕₒᵤgₕₜ?" ₐₙd ₜₕₑ ₘₐₛₜₑᵣ ᵣₑₚₗᵢₑd, "ᵢₜ ᵢₛ ₕₑₐᵥy ₒₙₗy wₕₑₙ yₒᵤ ₜᵣy ₜₒ cₐᵣᵣy ᵢₜ ₐₗₗ."

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏! 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎. 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜: 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠?

Girl: "You understand what I want from you, right?" Boy: "Everything will only happen after you write a receipt that everything between us will be by mutual consent.🌟💗

ʙᴇʜᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴡᴏɴᴅʀᴏᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ꜱᴘɪʀɪᴛ, ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ꜰᴀꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ. ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ, "ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ ɪꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ," ꜱᴏ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ ʙɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟ 💞

ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴀɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ʜᴏᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ ɢᴏʟᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ; ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ɴᴏ ᴇɴᴅ. ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴅ? ɪꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴛʀɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴜᴘ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴘɪʟʟꜱ?

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨... 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧.. 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙮.. " 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙚"

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ʟᴏʀᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ.. ʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏɴᴅ.

𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 💔

She left like he was never a reason to stay. The moment she walked away, the world crumbled around him. He tried to call her back. "Please, just tell me why," he pleaded, his voice cracking. She didn’t look back There’s nothing left to say" she whispered, her steps fading into the darkness. He clung to the last thread of hope, but she treated him like he was invisible like the love he gave was never enough to keep her close. Every plan they made, every dream they shared, vanished like smoke in the wind. "Did I ever matter to you?" he asked when she finally stopped. Her silence said everything. And so she left without a second glance, leaving him to wonder if he was ever truly a reason for her to stay. -------- @Writepoetryfortiki --------

Yet this era has grown impatient with depth. Hearts now sketch imaginary soulmates, drafting ideals that no human could ever embody. And when reality fails to mirror fantasy, they retreat… wounded by expectations they created themselves. Tell me :- if affection fades at the first encounter with imperfection, was it ever love… or merely fascination dressed in delicate illusions? If love replaced this fast or replaceable .. then I'm out. 🫠

Tired of people's fascination with fake love with the body instead of soul 💔💅!!

The kind of love where she tests his patience without meaning to, but he still looks at her like she’s worth every moment. 🫠

It's a tiny heart 💕, about the size of a thumbprint, and it looks just like the heart he carved for me out of the oak tree🌳. It's not fully closed at the top and i wonder if Atlas🦄 carved the heart like that on purpose. 🫂 It's end with us 🫂🦄.

If I told you That things have become catastrophic And that your absence is a grave mistake And that my longing for you Has become like a very serious disease That has devoured my heart Spread throughout my body Appeared on my features Would you try to come?