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From Loving You to Loving Me

Like a river once lost in your tides, I flowed toward you, seeking light, Yet in your storms, my soul did break, A fragile child left in the wake. But love is more than just one face, It finds its way, it shifts in grace. The one who came, uncalled, unplanned, Held my heart with steady hands. From loving you to loving me, A journey carved in destiny. The pain once deep has paved the way, For love that chose, not asked to stay. A soulmate heals what sorrow stains, Love remains where love sustains.
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FIRST LOVE

                     

To the one who quietly found their way into my heart, without me even realizing it—yes, I’m talking about you. The one who brings a gentle smile to my lips, a twinkle to my eyes, and a flutter in my heart. You may even be the reason my thoughts wander, lost in a world beyond my own.
You are the reason I wake up each day, holding onto the hope that we’ll meet soon. I find myself silently asking God to keep that beautiful smile on your face, the one that lights up each of your days.
I tell myself I miss you every hour, yet sometimes reality hits me, reminding me of where you are now.
And maybe, just maybe, be the one who helps me chase my dreams, only to lose myself in thoughts of you—until the day, or the night, when we finally meet.


    


               

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