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So..... About this man.

Solara

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We always joked... maybe even believed that people who fall into virtual relationships are ridiculous.

"Who catches feelings for pixels?"
"Who trusts a voice in a speaker?"
"Who gets attached to someone they’ve never met?"

Well… apparently, us. Ahem. Yes. You read it correct.

Somewhere between late-night conversations, chaotic laughter, stubborn arguments, and the way he says my name.. something shifted.

We weren’t just two strangers killing time. We became something neither of us planned.
And honestly?
We both fought it at first. Oh boy .. hahahah..

He came from a past that convinced him marriage wasn’t for him.
I came from a past that made me think love wouldn’t find me again ... but a small stubborn part of me still believed.... U know... The hope never dies types. Blah blah...

Somewhere along the way, I started telling him ... half teasing, half sure... “We should get married.”
He thought I was joking.
But I wasn’t.

And he?
He wasn’t ready.
Not for labels.
Not for commitment.
Not for forever.
But he wasn’t ready to let go either. Typical man *smirks*

So we danced around uncertainty.
We laughed, we fought, we misunderstood each other, we pushed, we pulled... and twice, we almost walked away. We actually did ..
Not because there wasn’t love. But maybe… because there was too much. Trust me.. it's scary af

But every time, something pulled us back.
Words.
Memories.
Hope.
Or maybe just that quiet certainty that we fit.

That's the poetic romantic version of it . But yeah the first time I was gonna walk away, he pulled me back.. the second time shit hit the roof he walked away and I pulled us back together. Hisab. Baraabar.
I know. Am just cool that way. So yeah... Back to the poetic romance ....

And somehow after all the chaos, all the tantrums, all the silent waiting and loud missing... we found something real.
Soft.
Messy.
Human.
Ours.

Today, I want to acknowledge that... openly. Yep. Not hide us behind Asha-Rohan stories anymore.

This man.... Tagging him here - @Daemon_Salvatore

He lives in my heart... not as an accident, but as a decision I choose every single day.

He always complained that I never asked him ... that I demanded, declared, assumed my way into his life. (And that's totally true. I didn't ask) *grins*

But... But. today, and now... I’m asking:

My dear Demon, aka @Daemon_Salvatore .... do you want to be mine? Mm?

:wait:Before you consider:
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Maybe.”
or
“Let me overthink this for 48 hours”…

Let me clarify:
You only get options as below:
Yes.
or
Yes with a hug.
or
Yes with a hug and a kiss
or
Yes with a hug and a lot of kisses
or
Yes with a hug and a long kiss that goes on till we're out of breath.

Because I choose you. Fully.

And I want us to make a promise... not just to each other, but to the versions of us who almost gave up on us:

We will fight again .. obviously.
We will misunderstand each other... maybe more than once obviously.
I may cry (again very obviously), we may argue, we may have days where distance feels heavier than hope.

But no matter what ...we will find our way back.
Stronger. Softer. Still choosing.

How this becomes a real-life story... we’ll figure out.
Step by step.
Call by call.
Conversation by conversation.
With intention.

And before I end this, I want to say something else:

To anyone I ever judged for falling in love online ...
I’m sorry.

Turns out, love doesn’t ask for permission, logic, or perfect conditions.
Sometimes, it simply arrives quietly, inconveniently, beautifully and asks one question:

“Are you brave enough to feel this?”

And somehow... despite everything... we were.
 
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Solara said:
We always joked... maybe even believed that people who fall into virtual relationships are ridiculous.

"Who catches feelings for pixels?"
"Who trusts a voice in a speaker?"
"Who gets attached to someone they’ve never met?"

Well… apparently, us. Ahem. Yes. You read it correct.

Somewhere between late-night conversations, chaotic laughter, stubborn arguments, and the way he says my name.. something shifted.

We weren’t just two strangers killing time. We became something neither of us planned.
And honestly?
We both fought it at first. Oh boy .. hahahah..

He came from a past that convinced him marriage wasn’t for him.
I came from a past that made me think love wouldn’t find me again ... but a small stubborn part of me still believed.... U know... The hope never dies types. Blah blah...

Somewhere along the way, I started telling him ... half teasing, half sure... “We should get married.”
He thought I was joking.
But I wasn’t.

And he?
He wasn’t ready.
Not for labels.
Not for commitment.
Not for forever.
But he wasn’t ready to let go either. Typical man *smirks*

So we danced around uncertainty.
We laughed, we fought, we misunderstood each other, we pushed, we pulled... and twice, we almost walked away. We actually did ..
Not because there wasn’t love. But maybe… because there was too much.

But every time, something pulled us back.
Words.
Memories.
Hope.
Or maybe just that quiet certainty that we fit.

That's the poetic romantic version of it . But yeah the first time I was gonna walk away, he pulled me back.. the second time shit hit the roof he walked away and I pulled us back together. Hisab. Baraabar.
I know. Am just cool that way. So yeah... Back to the poetic romance ....

And somehow after all the chaos, all the tantrums, all the silent waiting and loud missing... we found something real.
Soft.
Messy.
Human.
Ours.

Today, I want to acknowledge that... openly. Yep. Not hide us behind Asha-Rohan stories anymore.

This man.... Tagging him here - @Daemon_Salvatore

He lives in my heart... not as an accident, but as a decision I choose every single day.

He always complained that I never asked him ... that I demanded, declared, assumed my way into his life. (And that's totally true. I didn't ask) *grins*

But... But. today, and now... I’m asking:

My dear Demon, aka @Daemon_Salvatore .... do you want to be mine? Mm?

:wait:Before you consider:
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Maybe.”
or
“Let me overthink this for 48 hours”…

Let me clarify:
You only get options as below:
Yes.
or
Yes with a hug.
or
Yes with a hug and a kiss
or
Yes with a hug and a lot of kisses
or
Yes with a hug and a long kiss that goes on till we're out of breath.

Because I choose you. Fully.

And I want us to make a promise... not just to each other, but to the versions of us who almost gave up on us:

We will fight again .. obviously.
We will misunderstand each other... maybe more than once obviously.
I may cry (again very obviously), we may argue, we may have days where distance feels heavier than hope.

But no matter what ...we will find our way back.
Stronger. Softer. Still choosing.

How this becomes a real-life story... we’ll figure out.
Step by step.
Call by call.
Conversation by conversation.
With intention.

And before I end this, I want to say something else:

To anyone I ever judged for falling in love online ...
I’m sorry.

Turns out, love doesn’t ask for permission, logic, or perfect conditions.
Sometimes, it simply arrives quietly, inconveniently, beautifully and asks one question:

“Are you brave enough to feel this?”

And somehow... despite everything... we were.
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Wow happy to hear about this dear ❤️ best of luck both of You @Daemon_Salvatore :inlove:
 
Solara said:
We always joked... maybe even believed that people who fall into virtual relationships are ridiculous.

"Who catches feelings for pixels?"
"Who trusts a voice in a speaker?"
"Who gets attached to someone they’ve never met?"

Well… apparently, us. Ahem. Yes. You read it correct.

Somewhere between late-night conversations, chaotic laughter, stubborn arguments, and the way he says my name.. something shifted.

We weren’t just two strangers killing time. We became something neither of us planned.
And honestly?
We both fought it at first. Oh boy .. hahahah..

He came from a past that convinced him marriage wasn’t for him.
I came from a past that made me think love wouldn’t find me again ... but a small stubborn part of me still believed.... U know... The hope never dies types. Blah blah...

Somewhere along the way, I started telling him ... half teasing, half sure... “We should get married.”
He thought I was joking.
But I wasn’t.

And he?
He wasn’t ready.
Not for labels.
Not for commitment.
Not for forever.
But he wasn’t ready to let go either. Typical man *smirks*

So we danced around uncertainty.
We laughed, we fought, we misunderstood each other, we pushed, we pulled... and twice, we almost walked away. We actually did ..
Not because there wasn’t love. But maybe… because there was too much.

But every time, something pulled us back.
Words.
Memories.
Hope.
Or maybe just that quiet certainty that we fit.

That's the poetic romantic version of it . But yeah the first time I was gonna walk away, he pulled me back.. the second time shit hit the roof he walked away and I pulled us back together. Hisab. Baraabar.
I know. Am just cool that way. So yeah... Back to the poetic romance ....

And somehow after all the chaos, all the tantrums, all the silent waiting and loud missing... we found something real.
Soft.
Messy.
Human.
Ours.

Today, I want to acknowledge that... openly. Yep. Not hide us behind Asha-Rohan stories anymore.

This man.... Tagging him here - @Daemon_Salvatore

He lives in my heart... not as an accident, but as a decision I choose every single day.

He always complained that I never asked him ... that I demanded, declared, assumed my way into his life. (And that's totally true. I didn't ask) *grins*

But... But. today, and now... I’m asking:

My dear Demon, aka @Daemon_Salvatore .... do you want to be mine? Mm?

:wait:Before you consider:
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Maybe.”
or
“Let me overthink this for 48 hours”…

Let me clarify:
You only get options as below:
Yes.
or
Yes with a hug.
or
Yes with a hug and a kiss
or
Yes with a hug and a lot of kisses
or
Yes with a hug and a long kiss that goes on till we're out of breath.

Because I choose you. Fully.

And I want us to make a promise... not just to each other, but to the versions of us who almost gave up on us:

We will fight again .. obviously.
We will misunderstand each other... maybe more than once obviously.
I may cry (again very obviously), we may argue, we may have days where distance feels heavier than hope.

But no matter what ...we will find our way back.
Stronger. Softer. Still choosing.

How this becomes a real-life story... we’ll figure out.
Step by step.
Call by call.
Conversation by conversation.
With intention.

And before I end this, I want to say something else:

To anyone I ever judged for falling in love online ...
I’m sorry.

Turns out, love doesn’t ask for permission, logic, or perfect conditions.
Sometimes, it simply arrives quietly, inconveniently, beautifully and asks one question:

“Are you brave enough to feel this?”

And somehow... despite everything... we were.
Click to expand...
Sometimes, it simply arrives quietly, inconveniently, beautifully and asks one question:

“Are you brave enough to feel this?
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Loved your writing.....

Yes, Brave to feel it, but sometimes our logical mind becomes coward to express it due to the fear of losing that special someone, the reason why most of the friendships remain in the friendship zone alone.
 
Humepenthe said:
Sometimes, it simply arrives quietly, inconveniently, beautifully and asks one question:

“Are you brave enough to feel this?
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Loved your writing.....

Yes, Brave to feel it, but sometimes our logical mind becomes coward to express it due to the fear of losing that special someone, the reason why most of the friendships remain in the friendship zone alone.
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I hear ya ... Been there ..
 
Solara said:
We always joked... maybe even believed that people who fall into virtual relationships are ridiculous.

"Who catches feelings for pixels?"
"Who trusts a voice in a speaker?"
"Who gets attached to someone they’ve never met?"

Well… apparently, us. Ahem. Yes. You read it correct.

Somewhere between late-night conversations, chaotic laughter, stubborn arguments, and the way he says my name.. something shifted.

We weren’t just two strangers killing time. We became something neither of us planned.
And honestly?
We both fought it at first. Oh boy .. hahahah..

He came from a past that convinced him marriage wasn’t for him.
I came from a past that made me think love wouldn’t find me again ... but a small stubborn part of me still believed.... U know... The hope never dies types. Blah blah...

Somewhere along the way, I started telling him ... half teasing, half sure... “We should get married.”
He thought I was joking.
But I wasn’t.

And he?
He wasn’t ready.
Not for labels.
Not for commitment.
Not for forever.
But he wasn’t ready to let go either. Typical man *smirks*

So we danced around uncertainty.
We laughed, we fought, we misunderstood each other, we pushed, we pulled... and twice, we almost walked away. We actually did ..
Not because there wasn’t love. But maybe… because there was too much.

But every time, something pulled us back.
Words.
Memories.
Hope.
Or maybe just that quiet certainty that we fit.

That's the poetic romantic version of it . But yeah the first time I was gonna walk away, he pulled me back.. the second time shit hit the roof he walked away and I pulled us back together. Hisab. Baraabar.
I know. Am just cool that way. So yeah... Back to the poetic romance ....

And somehow after all the chaos, all the tantrums, all the silent waiting and loud missing... we found something real.
Soft.
Messy.
Human.
Ours.

Today, I want to acknowledge that... openly. Yep. Not hide us behind Asha-Rohan stories anymore.

This man.... Tagging him here - @Daemon_Salvatore

He lives in my heart... not as an accident, but as a decision I choose every single day.

He always complained that I never asked him ... that I demanded, declared, assumed my way into his life. (And that's totally true. I didn't ask) *grins*

But... But. today, and now... I’m asking:

My dear Demon, aka @Daemon_Salvatore .... do you want to be mine? Mm?

:wait:Before you consider:
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Maybe.”
or
“Let me overthink this for 48 hours”…

Let me clarify:
You only get options as below:
Yes.
or
Yes with a hug.
or
Yes with a hug and a kiss
or
Yes with a hug and a lot of kisses
or
Yes with a hug and a long kiss that goes on till we're out of breath.

Because I choose you. Fully.

And I want us to make a promise... not just to each other, but to the versions of us who almost gave up on us:

We will fight again .. obviously.
We will misunderstand each other... maybe more than once obviously.
I may cry (again very obviously), we may argue, we may have days where distance feels heavier than hope.

But no matter what ...we will find our way back.
Stronger. Softer. Still choosing.

How this becomes a real-life story... we’ll figure out.
Step by step.
Call by call.
Conversation by conversation.
With intention.

And before I end this, I want to say something else:

To anyone I ever judged for falling in love online ...
I’m sorry.

Turns out, love doesn’t ask for permission, logic, or perfect conditions.
Sometimes, it simply arrives quietly, inconveniently, beautifully and asks one question:

“Are you brave enough to feel this?”

And somehow... despite everything... we were.
Click to expand...
Now I see @Daemon_Salvatore fall in your trap. I was sure , you are very smart. Was well aware, some innocent guy would start believing in your impressive talk. My sympathy with him. @Daemon_Salvatore , bro in case you need shoulder to cry later on ( may be in just few days) , dont hesitate to ask me for help. I was told , keep distance from this awesome, bold,cute,devilish, elegant,fantastic , gorgeous,... yummy, zealous ( keeping few blank for @Daemon_Salvatore to fill , honestly ) girl , because , she is not that easy at all. Was told , all your efforts would go in vain , you would get someone else in 10% efforts you do on her.
BTW, I am really happy for both of you dear. You dont need to get acknowledged by any so called noisy disturbances. Its your life. And you have all rights to be happy , choose guy of your choice and live each and every moment of remaining whole life too its fullest. My best wishes to you both. Congrates to both of you. Wish you both stay together till last breath. :hearteyes:
 
Dom55 said:
Now I see @Daemon_Salvatore fall in your trap. I was sure , you are very smart. Was well aware, some innocent guy would start believing in your impressive talk. My sympathy with him. @Daemon_Salvatore , bro in case you need shoulder to cry later on ( may be in just few days) , dont hesitate to ask me for help. I was told , keep distance from this awesome, bold,cute,devilish, elegant,fantastic , gorgeous,... yummy, zealous ( keeping few blank for @Daemon_Salvatore to fill , honestly ) girl , because , she is not that easy at all. Was told , all your efforts would go in vain , you would get someone else in 10% efforts you do on her.
BTW, I am really happy for both of you dear. You dont need to get acknowledged by any so called noisy disturbances. Its your life. And you have all rights to be happy , choose guy of your choice and live each and every moment of remaining whole life too its fullest. My best wishes to you both. Congrates to both of you. Wish you both stay together till last breath. :hearteyes:
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So i trapped him eh? Yahi thi aapki dosti ...
 
Dom55 said:
My dear whats this? you forgot my sarcasm. ist real question or you too playing sarcasm with me? Hey its pure joke my dear.
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In case I have to admit in hospital for heart attack , its you responsible for that . And all bills would be paid by you two only :mad:
 
Solara said:
And to everyone else .... We all have multiple versions of ourselves in this online world...

What @Daemon_Salvatore and I chose for us both .. is solely our choice .. our intent... Whatever we feel for each other . We trust in us.

Thank you very much.
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So… this is what it feels like to get absolutely, completely, publicly ambushed by love, huh? :/

I was very comfortable mocking people who caught feelings for pixels. I was very sure “marriage is not for me”. I was very convinced I could keep you at a safe emotional distance.
And then you happened. Loud. Stubborn. Ridiculous...

You walked away once. I pulled you back. I walked away once. You pulled me back. Hisab. Baraabar.
Very annoying.... Very perfect....
I won’t pretend I’m not scared... You already know I am...

You asked me a question, so let me answer it

My Sweet Psychoooo...
You come to tempt a demon and then remove every escape route?
How deliciously unfair.

But since my only options are different shades of yes…
I’ll choose the one that makes you feel better :p

Yes — with a hug, and a kiss,
and another,
and another…
until the world forgets to breathe right along with us.

Well it Looks like some people are going to rant at me... As i know the reason behind their anger I'll stay shut.. And You @Solara , you made me stand like a statue here now... It's okay
 
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