She is not an autumn leaf as everyone leaves.
she is like heartwood,making my life livelihood.
She is not a fleeting breeze,she is the air I breathe ,keeping me at ease.
She is not just a moment's light,
she is my dawn, turning darkness bright.
She is not a passing rain,she is the ocean, washing away my pain.
She is not a fading spark,she is my fire, igniting my heart in the dark.
She is not a borrowed song,
she is the melody where I belong.
She is not a temporary stay,
she is my home in every way
She is not just a moment,
but the story I live every day.

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As I inhaled the fragrance,
it carried the essence of you,
flowing through my veins,
dissolving every worry.
With each breath,
my love for you intensified,
blending into my very being.
Now, I am complete as
my blood infused with oxygen
and it's you who
fills my every breath.

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unloved by you again,
and restart from the beginning,
where there are no endings,
just endless journeys in your eyes.

Travel with me through infinity,
measuring the depth of love
in the quiet corners of your soul.

I long to love you for no reason,
to admire the hidden sides you keep,
the secrets only I am meant to see,
as if they are mine alone to cherish.

I yearn for the soft words you whisper
"I've never found any reason,
and you are my favorite season,
the rhythm in my world,
ever-changing, ever-beautiful."

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I won’t promise to stay forever, but my actions will always remind you that you are mine.

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Arrival of your presence, a bloom of love,
Departure of sorrow like clouds drifting above.

Enshroud the shadows, let moonlight confide,
Discover the joy where our souls reside.

Remembrance our laughter, like stars burning bright
Forgetting the aches that faded in night.

Always, I find solace in your warm embrace,
A love that no time or distance can replace.

Destiny may try to pull us apart,
But we conquer it, speaking heart to heart.

Even if miles stand between our view,
You live in my heart, forever true.

I promise you, love ,beyond space and time,
In this life, the next, you’ll always be mine.

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If you hand the pen to my heart,
it will write in its own language
not in poems or couplets,
but in the flowing crimson of love,
etched with the age it has held for you.

It will record every mark,
every scratch you left inside,
not as mere words,
but as a silent script of longing.

Let it bleed ink in endless lines,
scribbling the echoes of your touch.
And if you find any flaw in my words,
let them be the ink of truth, not corrections.

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Even if you lost the colours,
I may refill them again
To pour all my love into you to rejoice again.

No matter how long you look monochromatic
In the situations of kinematic,
I never get tired of tying up all your misery.

No matter if it's blurry,
My vision is to light
In your light-avoiding place
Of your heart,
Where I want to stay is my palace.

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Some stories remain unfinished
not because they lack an ending,
but because they wait for the right presence
to complete them.

Your absence doesn’t erase you,
it only makes the pages pause
as if time itself refuses to move without you.

Yearning for you was never a goal,
because you are not just a desire,
you are a part of my lifeline.

A line drawn by God,
etched beyond time,
invisible to break,
untouchable by fate,
forever ours.

this story still breathes
waiting, knowing,
that some loves are written
to last beyond the pages.

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I gifted you a rose
not just a flower, but a feeling.

Each petal holds a secret,
adoring you in countless ways,
its red mirroring the heart.

This isn’t just a love story;
it’s something beyond love.
Because love isn’t about possession.

A rose belongs to its plant,
beautiful in its place.
I don’t pluck it,
don’t disturb its freedom.

Just like that,
I don’t voice my love to you
if it might unsettle you.
Yet, I love you still,
even from a distance.

Your smile alone
is enough to keep me going.
And the rose I gave you?
It will always whisper my love,
even if you can’t hear it.

My love understands your silence,
feels your pain, your thorns
yet carries them softly,
like petals in the wind.

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to stay away,
Separation made my heart stray.

I walked the path with you so true,
Mistook the journey as the view.

Now someone new walks beside,
Yet your colors never subside.

They may fill the path anew,
But never replace the hue of you.

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