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24.03.24

 The time is 03:32 am.

I know you question when ; I know it gets frustrating but one day romantic love will find you too.

You will not have to kick and scream for it's attention.

You'll not have to settle.

You'll not have to question your worth.

You'll not worry it will up and leave.

Instead it will sit with you and you could tell it all your fears of not meeting it.

It will love you for you and you'd not have to whittle yourself or worry you're too much.

I know you question when ; I know it gets frustrating but one day romantic love will find you too.


It's one of those days, allow it.

Until then I will, and I hope you will too, find beauty in love's variety. 

With love,

Wana(ngwa).


Until next time.



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  1. AnonymousMarch 24, 2024 at 9:53 PM

    Short and sweet❤️. Love love love it!🥹

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  2. AnonymousMarch 25, 2024 at 1:59 PM

    So grateful that you back to writing again, it's like I miss hearing from my old friend. Thank you again old Pal ;)

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    1. Let's Talk SubjectOctober 20, 2024 at 3:05 PM

      I absolutely missed writing to and hearing from my old pals! I'm so happy it's mutual🥺 I'm also so happy you stuck around to hear from me again - Thank you! and you're welcome!

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