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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.
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Still hoping my love 🍒

Still hoping, my love 🍒

We may be parted, but our souls remain forever connected. They will always drift together through time and space. 

Maybe the universe will grant us another chance in the future. Maybe it was simply the wrong time. Maybe it was the wrong life.

One day we will meet again after years of silence and see every crack, every word left unspoken. 

We will share a moment — or perhaps an eternity. We will let go of the past and gently heal the hearts that have longed for each other.

Maybe time will finally be kind to us — this time, and this time you will stay.
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