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[startling-girl23]

My phone chimes, I have a message,

I smile whenever I see it's from him,

"Thank you for being the most comforting part of my life right now.

Thank you for always being the beacon I need every time I feel lost

Whether you mean to shine on me or not.

I am grateful to you.

I've missed you.

-Atlas.

He is a blessing to me, I still can't get over this,

That he is back in my life, not temporarily, but this time permanently.

Love doesn't fade away, that easily. 🌸

Atlas Corrigan, you always make me feel special, thank you for all the warm hugs you gave me,

From coming miles away, just hugging me.

When I needed it the most.

I can't tell you what that means to me, knowing that you have our hearts placed in the very spot where I once secretly buried the words,

' I love you '🍁

Thank you for always having my back, when I feel alone and scared.

It's been a year, moved in with you, but I still feel the butterflies in my heart, and stomach every single day.

Knowing the fact that I can see you every morning with breakfast in hand,

Gives my day a shining rise.

And then again his message chimes,

With soo many hearts,

" I can't wait to stuck with you all my life "

Marry me lily bloom, it's my wish for you to be my fish. 🤗

'Thank you, Colleen Hoover, for giving us Lily and Atlas. 💙

For making us fallin' in love with them again,

Thank you for completing the story, 'it starts with us '

the beautiful way it should have been. |

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[startling-girl23]

And then..." and as always he was scolding me for my carelessness,

And as always I couldn't believe this is not a dream.

As always lines in his forehead was visible because of all worries he holds for me,

and as always I was looking into the lines of my hand and adoring the destiny...

Before meeting him, I used to listen many stories of how two people fall in love with each other.

But,

After meeting him,

After loving him,

It makes me feel proud that,

Instead of falling in love with each other,

we rose in it.

You love me like a artist loves his art, but fights with me like a child for your food.

You call me warrior everytime, but still protects me like stem protects it's leaves.

You call me careless,

but honestly I don't care, because I trust even if I fall, you are there for me to scold and make me stood again.

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I wish somehow you could read that,

All those call you make excited me like a child,

All your efforts are never unseen,

All your letters are reopened daily,

All those memories when I was forced to confess my feeling for you now gives me adrenaline rush,

All those jokes about our future and 5 kids are not merely jokes, buddy...

I wish I could say,

"Thank you buddy,

To confess something my heart was screaming for.

To take the first step my feet was hesitating for.

To hold my hands and crush all those insecurities I was carrying.

To start a new chapter,

Which my pen was resisting to.

I wish I could say, but can't...

Because I believe that,

Somethings are beautiful when they are incomplete.

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And meanwhile then she was deep into his thoughts,

He snapped his fingers in front of her face and asked,

"Kaha ghum hain?"

She smiled thinking about the answer and replied "nothing buddy..."

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