Love is the heartbeat when he's near, The blush that comes when he's here.
It's the urge to hug him tight, And imagining conversations into the night.
Love is sharing all with him, Not a trace of doubt within.
It's seeing flaws and loving still, Exploring the world, a shared thrill.
It's holding him close when tears fall, Longing for him when apart we're called.
Finding him in every crowd, Love is feeling lost without a shroud.
Love isn't just losing oneself in his gaze, It's about finding oneself in many ways.
It's beautiful, it's dangerous too, An adventure, an emotion true.
Love is like the changing seasons, An ever-evolving, boundless reason.
It's everything I feel and more, Everything I experience, adore.
And in the end, love is he, The center of it all, you see.
For love is not just something I feel, It's everything that makes him real.
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These kinds of chapters will have whatever Alara writes in her diary. It can be a poem as well as a diary entry or anything she jots in her diary. Hope you all like...
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