He met her in the glowing light,
A name, a face, a spark at night.
Across the screen their stories spun,
Two hearts entwined, though miles would run.

She typed in stars, he dreamed in code,
Each message deep, each moment glowed.
He loved her laugh, her midnight fears,
He held her soul through typed-out tears.

He built a world with wedding vows,
In dreams, he'd place a ring somehow.
Though never touched, he felt her near,
A digital love, sincere and clear.

So he whispered to the silent air,
“If love is real, it’s blooming there.”
No chapel yet, no bridal song—
But hope can wait, however long.

Loving is okay but being loved is different 💃🏻

How I dream of having a man who will know and love me with all my flaws, but knowing my favorite flower or anything as small as remembering my favorite color after I tell them briefly is a standard I will have forever.

The art of holding hands without hurting...

If you give me your hand, I promise I won't let go, but if you don't give me your hand, I promise I won't hold it...

"Loving you is not a choice; it is the rhythm of my being, the blood in my veins, the prayer in my silence — without you, I am a song with no sound, a body lost to the wind, a soul forever aching for home."

I love you 3000 ❤️‍🩹💐💐❣️

Your hugs warm my body, your kisses set my soul on fire.

Every snowstorm reminds me that love, like winter, is powerful and beautiful

"Every time I look at you, I'm at a loss for words. Beautiful? That's too simple to describe how your light makes the world feel brighter. I want you—not just today, but every day.

I believe life is like a road;
a road path, and joys may light our hearts.
But the most important thing is to enjoy the journey — together.
To love means to hold each other's hands through every storm, through every dark night, without letting go.
To love means to stay beside one another, unconditionally and faithfully, until we reach the home we've built in our dreams.
This is perhaps the most beautiful destination: a home built with love

None of the scars on my heart come from enemies, all my wounds come from people who say they love me

True love is never abusive.
The person who loves you will never want to destroy you. They will only want your heart to bloom 🦋💐

Why fear loss when nothing in this world is truly yours