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⋆˚࿔ Keyra 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🧸ྀི𑣲𐙚🍥🐰 :

Maybe,forever was a word meant for memories not for people.

🦎 :

traduccion: tal vez, para siempre era una palabra destinada a los recuerdos y no a las personas.

iyes :

i miss my ex

mvp.solo :

sho :

oh lee heeseung.. my enha.. :(

Lucca 🇻🇦 :

não sei, a fy em inglês é sempre mais daora KKKKKKKKK

thefastman32 :

karena sejatinya gak ada yang namanya 'abadi', jadi kalau kamu berharap bakal selamanya, ya itu gak akan pernah ada 🤷

️ :

natures first green is gold. her hardest hue to hold. her early leafs a flower but only so an hour. then leaf subsides to leaf so eden sank to grief. so dawn goes down today. nothing gold can stay

. :

maybe, forever was a word meant for memories and not for people.

vitoriaaa :

talvez, "Para sempre" era uma palavra que se referia a memórias, não a pessoas.

shami. k :

Everything has an ending. Nothing is forever, so cherish what you have while it's here.

🪷 :

nothing lasts forever

ᘎ˒˙ CąrL 🪽˒˙❀ :

. para mi fyp en ingles

jollyrancher🦄🍭 :

where do u find these clips😭

🦦 :

everytime there's a good memories, i want to stop the time just to hanging out with that memory FOREVER.

. :

Mungkin, kata "selamanya" ditujukan untuk kenangan, bukan untuk orang.

☦️ :

плиз перевод

Marcos Jordão :

Talvez, "para sempre" fosse uma palavra destinada a memórias e não a pessoas.

🌻 :

Forever is a comforting illusion

Pep min elskede 🪽🪽 :

And thet Said Shakespeare was dead

juni :

chicas lo extraño

aiden :

True love isn't about a glance or a pretty face, because physical beauty changes with time and what dazzles today may fade tomorrow. It's not about feeling butterflies all the time or living in constant excitement. it's much more than that. To truly love is to know a person beyond what they show, to understand their silences, to stand by them on difficult days. It's seeing their most vulnerable version and still choosing to stay. It's seeing their wounds, their mistakes, their fears, and not running away. Real love isn't blind, it sees clearly and decides not to turn back. It's not a perfect love; there are arguments, mistakes, and stumbles, but it knows how to heal, ask for forgiveness, listen, and grow. It doesn't seek to control or fill voids, but rather to share, add, and build something meaningful together. True love isn't fed by kisses or caresses alone, it's fed by respect, patience, understanding, and commitment. It's being there even when there's nothing to gain, supporting without asking for anything in return, staying when no one else would. And when years pass and beauty fades, when life isn't so easy and good days aren't so frequent, it's that deep and sincere love that holds everything together. Because in the end, true love isn't about what you see, it's about what you feel.

Fani 💤 :

Maybe, forever was a word meant for memories and not people.