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[drowninmywords]

Jargon

Our love language is a dialect that can't be taught

We are the only ones fluent

Scholars try to decipher it

Many try to translate it

But they will always fail

For you and I have acquired this lingo without even trying

Our souls made love before our physical entities even touched each other

Our tongues were the instruments playing the beautiful music that came out of our mouths

Before you knew it we had our own love idiom

[cynderh]

LoveTouch

The way you touch me stirs my soul and binds your heart and mine. To kiss your lips so ripe and full- intoxicates like wine. The warm caress of your sweetness is almost more than I can bear. I feel your skin against my lip Your breath against my hair. I'll never doubt your love for me expressed through touch and feel. With touch as your language of love I'll know your love is real.

[justscribbledwords]

He tells me that he wants to celebrate my birthday now because we didn’t get to celebrate it on my actual birthday, because he had been planning it for the past 8 months but we didn’t get to celebrate it because we were fighting and this is his way of making it up to me -butterflies in my stomach- He tells me that he will bring a small cake with one candle and he’ll keep his hand on my eyes and make me wish for something, anything, even though none of us really believe in those -my heart melts- He tells me that we will dance in each other’s arms in his new empty apartment and that he won’t let me fall even with my two left feet -my smile widens- He tells me he will help me fulfil my dreams and aspirations and will love to be by my side helping me and supporting me and encouraging me if I just let him -i can’t stop smiling- He tells me that he will kiss me like I have never been kissed before and that he will kiss me like he has never ever kissed before -my heartbeat increases- He tells me he missed me when we weren’t talking, that he couldn’t stop thinking of me when we weren’t in touch and how it drove him insane -i am on cloud 9- He tells me that he had never thought when a year ago we started to talk that I could mean so much to him and that he is glad that I do -i hope and wish and pray that this isn’t a dream- He tell me that he won’t let go of me and that he will hold me and hold me and hold me till the time I want him to. ‘Forever’ I am scared to confess -my heart is about to jump out of my chest- And all I can say is KILIG

Kilig - Exhilarated by an exciting or romantic experience; thrilled, elated, gratified; thrillingly romantic. // JustScribbledWords

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