A girl with a soft heart bright scars
Full of loneliness but lives with happiness…
She likes to wrote poems that felt like a warm hug.
Posted them quietly on her Instagram account.
Then one day…
A boy left a comment.
Not just words… but something more.
Like he was finishing her sentences.
Day by day, he started showing up.
Every post.
Every line.
Like he was dancing with her words.
Like a song she was the lyrics but he was the instruments.
One night, with curiousness in her mind, and nervousness on her face with her heart racing,
She DM'd him:
"Hii..."
message bubble pops up on his screen "Hey,
He replied her,
And just like that, they started talking.
Every night.
Every silence filled with comfort.
A month passed,
They both likes eachother,
But scared to confess,
One day,
She messaged him, with her all courage.
“You're some missing lines of my paragraph… erased memories of my thoughts.”
One day, she finally said it.
Not directly.
But in poetry.
She confessed to him,
With a flustered face she keeps reminding herself what if he made distance from me.
his reply: “I thought so too. Your words are the beauty, and mine, the admirer. Your words are the heart, and mine gives them a beat.”
He understood.
And he confessed too.
Not directly but like the way they meet. In a poet style.
After eachothers confession they get to know, that they both like eachother.
And when they met…
They gave their bond a name.
Not just love.
But a story born through poems.
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