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"I love you." ****

I love you all. 💓

Always. You have my heart. All of it. You own it. All of it's brokenness and insecurities, all of it's tenderness and fear, all of the parts that beats wildly at the sound of your voice, or leap and shudder at your touch. You have my eyes and I promise to keep them focused on only you. You have my lips and it's smile, and the way the corners turn up whenever you pass by, or by just hearing your voice rambling about your day and about her stubborn our beautiful princess is. You have my happiness. You have my promise. You have my heart. And most importantly. You have me. I love you so much Umm Maheerah. I love you not because of who you are but because of who I am when I'm with you. Take care.

Stupid him too. Imar did not dare to approach me. "Bismillahirahmanirahiim, allāhu lā ilāha illā huw, al-hayyul-qayyum, lā ta'khużuhų sinatuw wa lā na`um, lahu mā fis-samāwāti wa mā fil-ard."

Thank you for reading ❤️❤️❤️. I Love You all ❤️

I love you! Ella xoxo

‘I love you.’

That feeling in her heart. She reach up with one hand and touch his cheek as only a woman can, delicately, in a loving and feminine gesture. Showing love and being caring, while re-familiarizing herself with her man who is once again inside of her. Then her hand comes back down to his arm, silently preparing, encouraging him to continue without a single word, asking only with her eyes.

Slowly, he lowered his head while his hand pinched my chin. "It means...I like you, silly."

With all my love, MIAP LONG xx