Love isn’t just a word, or even a feeling it’s the soundtrack of moments where your heart races and then ...

Love in anime ain’t just about holding hands under sakura trees. It’s loud and messy, silent and sweet it breaks ...

Oh, the curious ache of secret love a quiet symphony played behind closed doors, where two souls dance unseen by ...

Seventeen years. 6,205 days of stolen glances, midnight laughs, and maybe a fight about the remote that turned into “I ...

Twelve years. 4,380 days. And somehow, still not nearly enough time to love you the way I want to. When ...

Whoa, 11 years! That’s like a whole lifetime spun out of days, tangled like threads in a grand tapestry nobody ...

Afternoons are kinda strange, aren’t they? Not quite the start of anything, not quite the end either. Just the middle ...

Three years. Not quite a decade, not the honeymoon glow either just that golden middle where love stops being fireworks ...