I've heard people say we don't need MEN, but I do.🦋🫧 I love how, even in the chaos of a crowd, they instinctively place a protective hand on the side of the women they cherish. I love how they carry burdens silently, how they pick up the smallest, most thoughtful things just to bring a smile to someone's face, and how they go out of their way to make life easier for others. They're the ones who fix what's broken without being asked, who notice when you're tired and quietly take over the harder tasks, and who bring unexpected kindness in the form of a cup of tea, a warm blanket, or a reassuring word. Even in their busiest mornings, they find time to serve breakfast, to check if you've eaten, to give without expecting, and to love without limits. They make countless small efforts without hesitation or regret and only ever ask for love in return. 🎀✨️❤️🩹
Love is not a game of pawns and kings, Not a stage for sacrificial things. The queen stands tall with her crown held high, Her worth unshaken, her spirit won’t die.
The king beside her, strong and true, Never demands what she shouldn’t do. Together they rise, hand in hand, Building a kingdom where both can stand.
It’s not about power, not who will win, But the harmony felt from deep within. For love is a dance, a gentle embrace, Where two souls find their sacred space.
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"It's not that I don't want to be in a relationship. It's just that I fear the way I am. Someone might love me enough to piece me together, to fill the voids I don't even understand myself. But I know my heart—it gets restless, chasing after pieces I don't yet have. And when I leave, all I’ll leave behind in their heart is pain. I don't want to become someone’s unhealed wound. That’s why I choose to stay distant."
When people can’t find flaws in who I am today, they dig into my past, as if that defines me. It’s almost amusing how they cling to outdated versions of me, trying to use my history as ammunition against my growth. But what they fail to realize is that every mistake, every setback, and every chapter they bring up has shaped the person I am now. My past isn’t a weakness—it’s proof of my evolution. So let them talk; I’ll keep thriving, leaving them to argue with someone I no longer am.
I met her on a quiet day; her smile felt like sunlight breaking through clouds. For her, I was a friend, but for me, she was a story waiting to be written. She chose another, and though it shattered her trust, I stayed. Now, I wait, not to fix her, but to show her that love can be gentle, patient, and kind.
I was the sunrise, golden and bright, Painting the heavens, chasing the night. She was the moon, a soft silver glow, Dancing with stars in a world I don't know.
I rose with the dawn, she lingered in dreams, We were two rivers with opposite streams. Her whispers were shadows, my laughter was flame, We lived in a world that was never the same.
I chased the morning; she cradled the dark, I lit the forest; she kindled the spark. Two souls in rhythm, yet never in tune, I was the sunrise, she was the moon.
Life is too precious to waste on creating drama and playing the victim in situations you’ve orchestrated. Instead of twisting the truth to appear innocent, take accountability and grow from the experience. People admire honesty and strength far more than manipulation and blame-shifting. Own your actions, learn from your mistakes, and let your integrity shine. It’s not just about how others see you but about the peace and freedom that come with living authentically.
You left, thought I’d break, but watch me rise, Turned my pain into power, now I’m the prize. Heart of gold? Nah, it’s diamond now, I’m Nick, the king—take a bow.
You cheated, lied, and tore me down, But I built an empire from that broken ground. Every scar’s a badge, every tear’s a flex, I leveled up—you’re just my ex.
New fit, new grind, I’m on my way, Nick’s living rent-free in your head every day. Aesthetic sharp, my vibe’s supreme, I’m the main event, you’re a forgotten dream.
Tried to play me? Baby, I’m the game, Lit my own fire, now you’re the flame. The boy you left? He’s long gone, Nick’s a man reborn—stronger than stone.
So keep your stories, your fake affection, I’m all glow, no more reflection. I don’t need revenge, just look at me— I’m Nick, the future, and you’re history.
~Trust is fragile, like glass; once broken, it’s hard to restore. Often, it’s the third person who quietly sneaks in, planting doubt and tearing apart what once was beautiful. Guard your bond fiercely—don’t let outsiders ruin what you’ve built."❤️👾
