To be loved...
Ruqayyah Jkh
We all want to be loved in some way or the other.. Be acknowledged.. Be validated.. Be accepted.. Be recognised.. Our efforts,our feelings.. Some people are together by habits.. Some people fall apart due to monotomy.. Where does love fits in all of this.. We all have different definitions of love.. Different ways of how to be loved.. Different ways of how to love too.. Yet, love is love.. That unshakeable certitude that yes I feel those butterfly feelings for that person and no one can tell you otherwise.. This is my truth.. The only truth that matters.. We don't get to choose for whom we fall for.. Its call falling for a reason.. We don't get to be loved back either.. It's not up to us.. So we live with it, day in day out.. That someday we might love someone who does.. Or we keep burning for the same soul..
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Yes ... Everyone does ✌
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Morgan Ray and Rose. ⏺English translation⏺ I will find flowers among the fragments of people, give them to you. I am so pleased that there is you, your love for me. I will give you a sea of hope, and lights that do not fade. My heart is only you, it falls asleep without you. I'm giving everything I have in me for you to paralyze the rocks. I don't want to To conquer fate, together to the very edge. We'll be gone on the penultimate day, but our lines will remain. All love is sealed here, in our phrases and ellipses. So, let's rise high, and forgetting about the holy, Falls of the rock. I'll take your hand, and everything, all around It's going to be the way you dreamed.
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Сумую без тебе, кохана Так важко на серці мені. Приходь ти до мене жадана, Щоночі. Хоча б уві сні. Загляну в кохані я очі, Не йди, прошепчу. Я люблю. Та довгі безсоннії ночі, Вбивають вже душу мою. Прошу я, відкрий моє серце, Ти подихом ніжним своїм. Відчиню заховані дверці, Закриті на сотні замків.
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