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Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.

Where Love Begins - POEM

 "Where Love Begins"

I found you in the quiet,
not in the thunderclap of fate,
but in the hush between my heartbeats—
the space where hope still waits.

You were not the storm I braced for,
nor the fire I feared to hold.
You were the warmth of morning light
through curtains soft and gold.

Love didn’t shout its entrance,
it whispered through your smile,
and every glance you gave me
made this world more worthwhile.

You saw me not as broken,
but a soul still learning flight—
and held my trembling fingers
like they were made of light.

In you, I found the courage
to be fragile, to be real,
to let my silence tremble
and to finally let me feel.

Love isn’t just the laughter,
the kisses, or the night—
it’s staying through the darkness
when no one else would fight.

So if ever you should wonder
what your heart has meant to mine—
know you were the home I longed for,
the one I couldn’t define.

And I would choose you always—
through the ache, the fall, the climb.
For in your love, I found myself,
and that… is love’s design.



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