CONFESSION💕❤

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Dear Crush,

To be honest, it is getting really difficult to stay at such a distance, like being the  MOON to your EARTH. It's been complete 8 months since I first saw you and now you are literally driving me crazy. Crazy like when a hungry man eats food or a kid gets chocolate.

You have no idea how important you have become to my life. I won't call you my OXYGEN but maybe I can call you the OASIS in the DESERT.

You and me are those two parallel lines that would never meet, never INTERSECT, but to be honest, your presence brightens up my face, enhances my SMILE. I should say that you are the only thing I wish to see every morning when I wake up, get ready and leave my room.

Whenever you are in my sight, I feel myself lighten up a little more. My body charms itself, my cheeks turn red,my heart pumps blood with double the vigor and my brain cells begin swimming in DOPAMINE. I am elevated.

Dearie, you are the favourite live novel to this reader who she really wants to read  completely and keep with her forever. You are not just the book she is judging from the cover but she wishes to explore each and every line inside of you. 💯

I know it's very difficult for you, but this letter only contains my  feelings and I can wait for a long, long time for your reply.

I know it's very strange to tell you this without talking, without knowing I am saying that I have started falling for you, but trust me it was really hard for me to believe myself that those first instincts were actually true. The day I saw you, I really felt connected. Neither do I know the reason nor do I want to find it, because it was just my gut feeling and I believe in my guts very much...

I never believed in love, but you know what? I feel soo attached to you. You are my love at first sight. ❤️

I already mentioned that I consider you to be a parallel line that never intersects but do you know a secret?  These parallel lines can walk together to infinity without getting separated. ❤️

WITH LOVE
~GAMI❤️

Ps- this letter is all fiction. This does not relate to any of the real feelings. 💯☺️

Comments

Unknown said…
😍😍😍🤩khub
February 7, 2022 at 8:22 AM
Aparna Thakur said…
Lovely confession.. the reader must be fallen for the confessor❣️
February 7, 2022 at 8:35 AM
Nisha Shah said…
It takes alot to bring your emotion in front.. can imagine my feeling while reading this😍😍😍keep it up baby❤️❤️🌸💕💋
February 7, 2022 at 10:25 AM
Anonymous said…
Glimpse of Love ❤️
February 7, 2022 at 12:35 PM
Naman Sharma said…
Awesome content...amazing and beautiful writing.
February 7, 2022 at 9:36 PM
Anonymous said…
Its so natural and pure...💖
February 7, 2022 at 11:49 PM
Akshita said…
Beautiful Beautiful piece of literature 🍷💖
February 8, 2022 at 7:30 AM
Kritikaa said…
Beautifully expressed 🥺🥺🥺♥️♥️
February 9, 2022 at 2:07 AM
Anonymous said…
May be the parallel line will connect with a special bridge and they both with meet and stay together forever. Feel to fill that's why fill.
Awesoooooooooommmmmmmeeeeeeeee.
February 10, 2022 at 2:16 AM
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