@axelity3: I was not expecting you, nor was my soul searching for anyone .. #lovestory #quotes #poem #aesthetic #foryou

Matulog_KANa :

I was not expecting you, nor was my soul searching for anyone. Yet you showed up as if the moon had whispered my need, every pulse that runs trough my veins writes love poems about you. For you are not just a part my life, YOU are the LIFE itself.

glo :

i love this side of tiktok

Ｎｉｋｌａｕｓ :

born to love forced to know what it means through a phone screen

𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚 ᰔᩚ :

oh to have a man like this

𝕁𝕆ℍ𝔸ℕ :

Does this generation deserve this poem 🙂🥲

R4maAja. :

𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁

whatwrongwithher :

Cleaning my fyp

J_Music🎧 :

k̶ı̶r̶a̶ :

she is very beautiful

Sam🗿 :

No te esperaba, ni mi alma buscaba a alguien, sin embargo, apareciste como si la luna hubiese susurrado mi nombre❤ Cada pulso que corre por mis venas escribe poemas de amor sobre ti, por que no eres solo una parte de mi vida❤ Eres la vida misma❤

phoenix :

I felt every word omg. my soul is searching for a love like this🥺

𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 :

Keep me on this side of tt

Ree🖤✨- :

My fyp is healing ❤️‍🩹

🪐ᴀғʀɪᴅɪ 3.0🇨🇭🌥️ :

just waitting for you 🥺🫀

Vannah 🖤 :

I want my own gothic romance

Najno ✧˖*°࿐ :

Oh to be loved by a writer

yeaze :

Ngozi☺️❤️ :

i love love 😭

BÎG JÔÊ :

life with poetry

barbie AUSTRALIAN 🇦🇺 :

As God intended

⚡⦻ k̶i̶k̶i̶ ⦻⚡ :

I was not expecting you, nor was my soul searching for anyone, yet you showed up as if the moon had whispered my need, every pulse through my veins writes love poems about you, for you are not just a part of my life, you are the life itself.

청바지 :

Every sheet bears the droplets ofmy tears my signature. For every time I write of her, my eyes grow teary, and my heart whispers her name.She will never fade, nor vanish from my story. She is eternally mine with or without her presence. I remain in the abyss, where shadows gather, admiring her from afar. I write her into secret pages, tucked away in my collection, each one a quiet testament to my devotion. I will never let her go not in my imagination, not in my story. Reality may have failed me, but I will continue our tale. I write with eyes that begin to water, tears falling onto the paper like rain. My hand grows numb after the first sentence not from exhaustion, for I could write a million words but from the ache of writing us into a world that only exists in my mind. Numb, because I still don’t understand why she left. I wonder what life might have offered had she stayed. Yet I press on, letting the story unfold across each page. Every sheet bears the droplets of my tears my signature. For every time I write of her, my eyes grow teary, and my heart whispers her name.

Minamii~ :

Best side of tiktok

I AM :

I found her when I wasn’t searching for love.✨

RAAGATAR♌️ :

I was not expecting you. yet you showed up in my life as if the heavens have been listening to my heart desire. you are every pulse that through my veins, making me write poems about you. you are not a part of my life, you are the life itself, embodied in mine, we are fused for life.