my love πππ
I was not searching for beauty. Beauty fades. Light dies. Crowds have never interested me. If many desire something, I walk the opposite path. I do not drink from streams others have polluted π«. But youβ¦ You were different. You carried a mystery that felt ancient. Something I could not define. Something my intelligence bowed to like a servant facing its unseen master π€π§©. You slipped into my life like a shadow sliding under a locked door. I didnβt notice at first. Then suddenly you were everywhere. In my thoughts. In my dreams. In my fears. And instead of pushing you out, I kept falling deeper, as if some unseen hand was pulling me down into a pit with your name carved into the walls ππ€
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