Sun-kissed, moon-loved, star-lit. The breeze rushes to touch your face, raindrops jump to kiss your skin, flowers bloom when youโre around; youโre loved by the cosmos, by the elements and as always, as ever, by me.
Who fell first? Who fell harder? Those arenโt the right questions. What you should be asking is โ who canโt keep the fall a secret? Who still wears the bruises in the form of a lovesick gaze?
โ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต. ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ. ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ง๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ; ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ช ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ
โ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ช๐ต, ๐ช ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ช ๐ด๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ด๐ฉ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด.
โ ๐ฐ๐ฉ, ๐ฌ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ฉโฆ
โ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐโฆ
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ.