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Allow Me To Love U...🤍
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Ongoing, First published Aug 21, 2024
heyy ....have a great day to all
I'm new in story writing...if u find it interesting than support me ...❤️

If u find mistake than make me correct.....and thankyou to visit me...❤️



A thing which is unknown...you can't consider it as bad one ...becoz  somewhere it heals u...🖤
You can't consider it as good .. becoz it hurts u more than healing....
still u want to chase that , wants to feel that feeling
trying to find it out what it is..?
The dream u want to achive . Apart that u know it's impossible to have..🖤

Yesss...!
this is something u might have feel..or u're in that ..
Might u're searching Orr..u 've lost 
the thing u want to abuse..still u know that this is the most beautiful feeling in world.✨🖤
U want to think about that ...but whenever u starts , u feels like cry...a burden on Ur heart  ❤️

Once that person gives to hug...u forgets everything...Ur sorrow, Ur pain and how much tears Ur eyes lost ..💫

U wants to feel that ...that one wants to feel u...💫
But that relationship is unknown...✨





" He said there is lot of pain in loving him...try to hate me..it will give u relaxation...."





"Forehead kiss gives u sukoon,
But lip kiss unlocks the moves " 



Sara 🖤 Yug




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