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

She was the wildfire I called warmth, but all she ever did was burn. I built a home in her promises, not knowing they were made of smoke. Every smile hid a shadow, every kiss a quiet betrayal. Now I walk through the ruins of us, barefoot on memories sharp as glass, wondering how love turned into this silent ache.

I'm not yours, don't treat me like a possession 💃🏻

maybe it was the way your eyes held stories,
or the way your laughter softened the world around me.
But somewhere between stolen glances and quiet moments,
my heart decided it felt safest near yours.
You are not just someone I think about
You are the feeling I never want to lose.

One day you need to understand that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.

"Love is not a sin. Sin is playing with people's feelings, or manipulating in the name of love."

I made her queen in all I gave.
The world will love, but not the same.
So take her first-let her not taste
A life where she is not embraced.

Leave me with echoes, leave me torn,
I’ll bear the grief she won’t be worn.
She should not live in lesser light
I’d rather lose her than that fight

Sometimes, letting go of unrequited love is the sincerest form of love.

I want to be angry, but on what basis? I want to cry, but these tears have no right to fall.

Looking forward is courage, but holding hands is confession

In dreamland, I often whisper to the stars: 'I want to be loved like a princess in a fairy tale—not with a glass train or a luxurious dress, but with a loyalty that transcends time, a hug that embraces me.

Don't be a man who carries one heart, but eyes everywhere. That is not courage, but immaturity.