Between Heartbeats

[Nylahh]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

​

 

[TheWiTcher08]

Aaw ! So Little kitten is an artist too ha,
Heavy words & those words carry a lot of emotions

 

[Anshhi]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

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Amazing! There can be no definition of love more beautiful and pure than this.

Awesome Intelligence™​

 

[Blrguy38]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

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Good one

 

[Honey bunch]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

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I love this picture even more than the writing. ​

 

[Honey bunch]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

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If someone loves like this, they become a home rather than just a person. This was beautiful from beginning to end.​

 

[ｋａｄａｌ]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

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Oh my Juliette... You still love me?

 

[Nylahh]

Aaw ! So Little kitten is an artist too ha,
Heavy words & those words carry a lot of emotions

Haha, thanks!!

 

[Nylahh]

If someone loves like this, they become a home rather than just a person. This was beautiful from beginning to end.​

Exactly the feeling I wanted to capture.

 

[Honey bunch]

Exactly the feeling I wanted to capture.

Beautiful

 

[Nylahh]

Oh my Juliette... You still love me?

Only if you're Romeo!!

 

[ｋａｄａｌ]

Only if you're Romeo!!

And am I not?

 

[Nylahh]

And am I not?

Are you? Because Romeo's story ended a little too quickly for my liking!

 

[DRAGON LORD]

There is a kind of love
I have always hoped for.
Not the kind that asks to be seen,
but the kind that quietly stays.
The kind that learns
the meaning of my silences,
that notices the smile
I wear when I am trying not to fall apart,
and never asks me
to explain every ache.
The kind that feels less like being found
and more like being known.

❦

I imagine two hearts
close enough
to hear what words can never carry.
Not trying to fix each other.
Not trying to become one.
Just choosing,
over and over,
to remain in that gentle space
between heartbeats,
where trust grows without asking,
where tenderness feels effortless,
and love never has to prove
that it belongs.

❦

Maybe that is all I have ever longed for.
A soul that sees my softness
and never calls it weakness.
A hand that stays
when life becomes too heavy to hold alone.
A love that feels like the first full breath
after forgetting what it is like to breathe.
If there is a place
where two hearts can simply exist
without fear,
I think it is there,
between your heartbeat
and mine.

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Nicely penned down

 

[Nylahh]

Nicely penned down

Thanks!

 

[ｋａｄａｌ]

Are you? Because Romeo's story ended a little too quickly for my liking!

Sometimes, beautiful things just don't last very long. And without Juliette, Romeo's story loses all its meaning. For Nylahh, Majnu's tale makes so much more sense... perhaps you should just change your name to Lylahh to complete the tale.

 

[Nylahh]

Sometimes, beautiful things just don't last very long. And without Juliette, Romeo's story loses all its meaning. For Nylahh, Majnu's tale makes so much more sense... perhaps you should just change your name to Lylahh to complete the tale.

Majnu lost his mind, Romeo lost his life. Notice how the guy always loses? And u still want me to be Lylahh??

 

[cheetra]

Space between two heartbeats resides divinity.... beautiful

 

[ｋａｄａｌ]

Majnu lost his mind, Romeo lost his life. Notice how the guy always loses? And u still want me to be Lylahh??

Yes, of course. But this time, the guy doesn't lose. We are going to rewrite history... no more tragic love stories for us. Who says great love stories have to be tragic?

 

[AKKI0]

Space between two heartbeats resides divinity.... beautiful