💌 Dedication

This is for the ones who were cheated,

for the ones who were broken

and told themselves they'd never love again.

For those who stopped believing in second chances,

who wore silence like armor

and called it strength.

This is for the hearts that learned to survive alone

but still ached quietly at night.

Because sometimes,

God doesn’t ask you to move on

He just sends someone who walks beside your wounds.

A green forest man

who speaks in stillness,

and fills your hollow spaces

without asking for more.I

This story is for you —

the one who forgot what it feels like to be chosen softly.

"Ishq ne mohabbat di, mohabbat ne zakhm… aur zakhm ne uss insaan tak le gaya jo zulm nahi, marham tha."

(Love gave her passion, passion gave her wounds… and the wounds led her to someone who wasn’t pain — but healing.)