In a pod of destiny 🫛✨


To my queen 👸🏼
Do you remember that first kiss😘—the one that tasted of possibility and whispered promises? It was a fragile moment, suspended between uncertainty and longing. Our lips met, and the world blurred into insignificance. In that stolen breath, I glimpsed eternity.

You, my phenom💫, are more than flesh and bone. You're the echo of forgotten constellations, the quiet hum of galaxies colliding. Kimi wa maru de yozora ni kagayaku hoshi no you da. Kimi no hikari ga watashi no jinsei o terashi, kurayami o keshisatte kureru. Kimi no hohoemi wa, taiyou no you ni atatakaku, watashi no kokoro o tsutsumikomu. Kimi no hitomi no naka ni utsuru mirai wa, kibou to yume de michiafurete iru. Kimi ga iru dake de, watashi no sekai wa shikisai o obi, ikiru imi o mitsukeru koto ga dekiru. Kimi wa watashi no sonzai o terasu hikari, sono kagayaki wa eien ni tsuzuku.

(You are like a star shining in the night sky. Your light illuminates my life and banishes the darkness. Your smile is warm like the sun, wrapping my heart in its glow. The future reflected in your eyes is filled with hope and dreams. Just having you by my side brings color to my world and gives my life meaning. You are the light that shines on my existence, and your brilliance will continue forever.) translation so you don't stress looking somewhere else.

Nostalgia wraps around us like a well-worn scarf. We've weathered storms—those tempests that threatened to tear us apart—but here we stand, still. Our love, a resilient bloom in the garden of time. And when I look into your eyes, I see lifetimes—the laughter, the tears, the quiet conversations that stitched our hearts together.

Do you recall those late-night phone calls that stretched into eternity? Our voices, mere whispers across the miles, wove a tapestry of secrets and dreams. Hours melted into seconds, and I wondered if time itself conspired to keep us connected.

And oh, the trysts—the clandestine meetings that set our hearts racing. We tiptoed through abandoned corridors, having awkward contention with campus security 😬with hearts demanding freedom from their cages😰. The thrill of stolen kisses in dimly lit classrooms—the taste of rebellion and desire—etched into our memories.🤠

Laughter became our armor, shielding us from life's jagged edges. Through trauma and tears, we found solace in shared jokes and inside references. Our love story was written in giggles, whispered confessions, and the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed.👻

Remember those awkward conversations with your mum? How she raised an eyebrow, sipping her tea( I think 😅), and said, "Isn't it a bit early for dating?" How you stumbled over words, trying to justify our connection and she couldn't seem to let you?! 😩But love, my queen, knows no calendar. It blooms when hearts collide, regardless of societal norms.🔥

Physical intimacy lawd😇🥵—a delicate dance we navigated. How far was too far? We traced invisible boundaries, our bodies magnets repelling and attracting. In the quiet moments, we debated morality, desire, and the ache of longing. How words from steamy voice notes seemed to be prophesies after we started acting them out😈 , how we held daggers to our own necks as we explored each other🫠😻 ,how we held our breathes lest we overthink it and ruin the moment, how we agreed we won't cross lines but deep p we know given an opportunity we'd use those lines to draw patterns on each other naked skins💦... we fought—for each other, for our shared vulnerabilities.

And then, our online wedding—a pixelated promise exchanged across screens👰🏼‍♀️🤵🏾‍♂️. Friends hesitated, their reservations like pebbles thrown into our pond of certainty. They projected their fears, but we stood firm. Our love, glowed in the rarity of its certainty, defying their doubts.💍👑

You complete me Lilac darling, not only in the clichéd way of romantics, but in the quiet spaces where vulnerability resides. Your flaws are angel dust, each imperfection a roadmap to understanding. We are unfinished poems, inked across the pages of each other's skin.

So here we are, my phenom, two peas in a pod of destiny. Late nights, stolen kisses, laughter, and whispered vows—they've woven us into a tapestry of love. I'm curious to know when forever will end because that's how far my love for you will last.

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