Unfinished love story

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 Unfinished Love Story It began on an ordinary afternoon, the kind that never hints at becoming a memory. She was sitting in a quiet café, It began on an ordinary afternoon, the kind that never hints at becoming a memory. She was sitting in a quiet café, lost in her notebook, and he walked in like a moment out of place. Their eyes met the way small miracles happen—without announcement, without plan. They started talking, first about coffee, then about everything else that mattered and didn’t. There was laughter, long silences that felt safe, and the strange comfort of being understood without trying. He told her about his love for rain; she confessed her fear of goodbyes. They promised not to complicate things. Of course, they did. Love crept in quietly. It lived in the late-night texts, in songs they shared, in the way he looked at her when she wasn’t watching. But life, as always, had other plans. He had to leave—another city, another job, another dream pulling him away. They sai...

different shape of love


 When connects two hearts together. It is a feeling that is important to both parties and that binds them together. 
Without love, life becomes dull and meaningless. 
Love brings a sense of happiness and is a great example of happiness for each other, but marriage is a different period in which both souls get a chance to know each other better
A growing example arises.
The most beautiful form of love is when both people surrender to each other and to each other. Ready to serve. It is a feeling that is important to both parties 
The beautiful form of love, apart from romantic moments with each other, includes helping each other, spending time 
The reality of love is this. It is wonderful in every color, every language and every religion. It is a feeling that awakens every part of humanity. The forms of love differ, but the fact remains that it is important to everyone. Love can have different characteristics, such as romantic love, friendship love, family love, and God's love. 

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