They say love is easy-
just a dance of smiles,
infinite laughter,
millions of hugs,
and a thousand tender kisses.
But beneath the surface,
My heart knows:
hundreds of dates,
tens of texts,
and one "I love you"
before bed
Is all I need.
Yet love isn't just numbers,
it's the moments between:
a glance that lingers,
a hand that reaches,
and the whispered truths
in the dark.
-Kritika
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Hymns From The Heart
PoetryAmateurs poetry on life, love, happiness, misery etc. The irony of pain is that you wanna be comforted by the one who hurt you.
