"Love? I don't know anything about this anymore, because they say love is not about physical touch or intimacy. But I fucking want to HOLD HER in my arms and feel her warmth. I want to bury myself in her, snuggle into her, and wrap my legs around her. I want to sleep with her in my arms; it's 1:45 AM , and I'm WIDE AWAKE , imagining how great it would be to have her beside me on my bed, in my arms, in my clothes, draped in my scent. I'm craving just a simple hug like a damn hungry beast right now. I'm feeling like, 'God, just give me one cuddle WITH HER for tonight, and then you can take my life.' I want to hug her so BADLY, feel her skin rubbing against mine, and whisper into her lips " why can't I just eat u ". I just want to sleep with her in my arms tonight."

"I'm turning the whole bed to each corner because it's feeling so empty. I'm feeling like breaking this damn bed because it can't give me a good night's sleep without her. I'm imagining how great I would have slept peacefully if only she were here.

Baby, if you were here, I would have cuddled you so tightly, like a leech. Then you would have felt hot and would have broken free from our loving, cozy, tight cuddle, shifting a little farther from me. But the moment I lost you from my arms, my sleep would have gone to hell, and I would have crawled back to you to take you back in my arms again and have my pleasant dreams again."

can't I just have u for tonight? ...

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Pours wine in glass* ... Baby.. Smiles imagining her smile* The moon looks so pretty today, but the moon asked me who made you stare at me. I chuckled and said the one I'm trying to find in you, but your beauty is still not enough to make her impression on you.. Leans back * Why are the nights becoming so long day by day? Why is the smile you wear becoming more pretty in my memories, prettier day by day?

"The sky is empty by day, but fills with stars at night. How unfortunate am I, that I remain empty, both day and night."

Lying on the floor, gazing up at the sky* "Baby, what are you doing? Are you sleeping? May I enter your dreams? I won't stay long, just a few seconds. I'll capture your smile and fade away,, promise.

Giggles* "How stupid I am to ask such a daring request, when I myself will melt into water drops after seeing that smile of yours."

A tear drop slides down from the corner of my eye*... You know, baby, today I saw an old couple crossing the road while I was at a stoplight in my car on my way home. Smiles* They weren't holding hands or anything like a loving, intimate couple, but the grandfather was walking in front and the grandmother was walking behind, not because they didn't want to walk together, but because the grandfather was making sure the road was clear and no vehicles were coming from the front. Chuckles* Maybe he didn't feel her presence behind him, so he turned back to see her, and they slightly bumped into each other. And you know what she did?..

Turns down*... She hit his hand, saying, "You silly old man, look front." Hides face in folded hands, resting head on them*... How blessed that man is, that he still can hear "silly" from his lady, at an age where people pray to die, he's living his life with the love of his life. How blessed he is, he wakes up seeing her and sleeps seeing her.

And how cursed I am, that I beg the universe to hear that cute "silly" of yours one more time....

The moon is hiding in the clouds and then reappears out of them, like it's playing hide and seek... Baby, when will your cloud disappear? When will my moon reappear in my darkness again? When?

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Moon \= world admiring me Man, what's wrong with you? what are u doing?

looks at your picture * ... kahaan se laaun wo lafz jo tuje sunai de , duniya dekhe chaand ko mujhe sirf tu dikhaai de ...

Good night cubby rice ball,

have a sweet dreams baby...

Love u more than you can imagine

and the way no one can see..

kisses your eyes * sleep well.

cuddles you*

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ፕዘቿ ጠዐዐክ ጎነ ዘጎዕጎክኗ ጎክ ፕዘቿ ርረዐሁዕነ ልክዕ ፕዘቿክ ዪቿልየየቿልዪነ ዐሁፕ ዐቻ ፕዘቿጠ, ረጎጕቿ ጎፕ'ነ የረልሃጎክኗ ዘጎዕቿ ልክዕ ነቿቿጕ... ጌልጌሃ, ሠዘቿክ ሠጎረረ ሃዐሁዪ ርረዐሁዕ ዕጎነልየየቿልዪ?

As I step into your room*..feels dusty but still smelling like like u...*I walk in, breathing in the essence of you, and whisper, "Baby, come back soon, can you?"

I open your closet, and a wave of nostalgia washes over me. Your pretty dresses hang there, but without you wearing them, they seem like just pieces of fabric. I chuckle, remembering the time I accidentally dropped ice cream on your sleeve. You surprised me by giving me those adorable sad puppy eyes instead of scolding me.

As I walk to the corner of the room, I slide down against the wall, feeling a mix of emotions.*.."You fidget with the edge of my shirt, the one you bought me when we were struggling to make ends meet. Your eyes well up with tears, and I'm overwhelmed with love for you."

I take out the hoodie you wore*..."the cheapest one we ever bought because we couldn't afford anything else. But to you, it was treasure...*I sniff it, trying to find a hint of you in its fabric. Even after a year, it still looking new.

I'm wrapping myself in the softness of your worn hoodie, feeling the familiar comfort of your scent enveloping me. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I breathe in deeply, imagining your presence around me. The fabric seems to hold the essence of you, and I'm lost in the memories we've shared.

As I snuggle deeper into the hoodie, my throat constricts with emotion. Thoughts of you swirl in my mind, making it hard to breathe. My heart aches with the weight of my feelings, and I feel like I'm drowning in the sea of my own emotions.

I try to scream, to let it all out, but my voice catches in my throat. I'm trapped in this whirlpool of thoughts, and the only thing that keeps me grounded is the knowledge that it's all about you. The realization that I'll never raise my voice when it comes to you is a bittersweet comfort. It's a reminder that my love for you is a sanctuary, a place where I can be vulnerable and true.

I bury my face in the hoodie, feeling my legs tremble with emotion. The memories come flooding back, and I'm lost in the love we share.

The kitten's antics are a bittersweet reminder of you. Its tiny face scrunched up in a fierce expression is adorable, and I chuckle at the familiarity of it all. The way it plays with pillows, splashes water for no reason, and scratches me when it's mad only to lick me apologetically afterwards... it's like having a piece of you back in my life.

My voice catches in my throat as I watch the kitten's little antics. The memories come flooding back, and I'm hit with a wave of longing. I whisper, my voice barely audible, "Just come back, please." The kitten looks up at me with big, round eyes, and for a moment, I could swear it understands exactly what I'm feeling.