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Boundless Love Beyond Words

 

Love beyond words
Boundless love beyond words 


Love beyond Words

My love for you might seem virtual in the way I show it,

But in truth, it’s deeply spiritual, endless, and pure.

You’re the one my heart beats for, now and always.

- @Satyaharishchandraa


Love is often described as a feeling, but to me, it is an essence, a deep connection that transcends words.

Our story isn’t about grand gestures or dramatic confessions.

it’s about the quiet, unwavering moments that make love what it truly is. I’ve often been told my expressions of love are virtual, limited to words and gestures that can’t always be seen or touched. But the love I have for her is not confined by the tangible world, it is spiritual, a connection that exists beyond mere expressions.

Every moment, even in silence, I feel the depth of this love. It doesn’t fade with distance or quietness; it only grows stronger. I believe love isn’t about always being seen, it’s about being felt. I hope she knows this.

To her, I’d say:

"Call me, talk to me. My heart yearns to hear your voice,

For it carries the melody that fills my soul."

This is more than love, it’s devotion. A devotion I carry with me in every heartbeat, every thought, and every silent prayer for her happiness.

In this journey, I’ve realized that while the way I express my love might seem virtual, the truth is far deeper, this love is spiritual, unshaken by circumstances or time. It is infinite, and it is hers.




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