@hlllll8_: #quotes

ش :

hm ad tpi tkutla🥺 sbb rmai lgi yg nk dia..

ai :

onedayy ..

pio :

when ya

ʚɞ :

eein :

𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒶🏄‍♀️ :

tetapi jika benar-benar dia memilih kita untuk menjadi pemenang dalam semua hal😞.

￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴ ￴￴ ￴ ￴￴ ￴ :

one day yak yak 🥹🥹🥹

S :

Onedayyy

wann :

ｓｙａｈｈ🪭🧧 :

best nyaa..

𝓮𝓽𝓪 :

Jika aku mengunggah foto seseorang dengan lagu ini, ketahuilah bahwa dia telah menyembuhkanku.

𝓭𝓮𝓴𝓻𝓪 🦖 :

@MUHAMMAD

اکاونت تيدق دتموي :

One day, if you ever see me posting someone with this song, just know that he must be someone very special. Because if one day I choose to let someone into my life again, it means he has done something I once thought was impossible—he healed a part of me that I thought would remain broken forever, and he made me believe in love again. He didn't just come into my life and make me fall in love. He came gently. He stayed when he didn't have to. He listened to the things I struggled to say. He understood the silence behind my words, the fear behind my distance, and the reasons why I sometimes struggled to believe that someone could genuinely choose me and stay. He never made me feel like I had to beg for love. He never made me question whether I was enough. Instead, little by little, he showed me that love doesn't always have to hurt. That love can be soft. Love can be patient. Love can feel like peace instead of anxiety. Love can be someone who doesn't make you wonder where you stand because they make it clear that you have a place beside them. And maybe that's why, if one day you see me posting him with this song, you should know that it wasn't just a random post. It means he reached a heart that had already given up on being understood. He found the girl who once said, “I don't think I want love anymore,” and somehow made her quietly believe that maybe love wasn't the problem after all. Maybe I had just been giving my heart to the wrong people. He taught me that being loved doesn't have to feel like constantly proving your worth. He taught me that I can be vulnerable without being punished for it. That I can be myself without being afraid that someone will eventually leave. That I can love someone deeply without losing myself in the process. And if I ever look at him with that kind of love in my eyes, please understand that you're not just looking at someone I fell in love with. You're looking at someone who helped me find a version of myself that I thought I had lost. The version of me who still believes in beautiful things. The version of me who still believes that someone can stay.