Will you ever love me like Flynn Rider loved Rapunzel? Will you adore me with eyes full of love? Will you love me, like, how Prince Charming loved Cinderella? Do you know how much I love you? . You are playing wild scenarios in my head , driving me crazy all the time. Will you make all the fake scenarios real? Will you be my love? For Forever? I will have a thousand tales to tell you, and you will be mesmerized by all those lovely tales, and you will fall in love with me forever and we will be together in love happily ever after . 

He made an art of me with his fingers swirling with lovely strokes on my curves and kissing my soft skin, leaving me breathless. He has seen every part of me naked and loved me with all my insecurities. When I was hating my body, he loved me because he was making me feel confident about myself. When I was anxious, he showed that he was there with me through the uncertainty. When I was confused, he helped me to realize myself. He doesn't know how to live without loving me, and I don't know how to live a life without him. He kisses me every morning as a way of reassuring me that everything is going to be OK. I kiss him back, knowing that I'm his little bunch of happiness. 

He proposed to me with my favorite red roses in his hand and a matching couple ring in his other hand. He wore the shirt that I bought for him when we were shopping together. He grew his hair long for me. He smiled at me, and his eyes displayed the purest form of love I've ever seen in my whole life. I was about to tear up, and he knew I got emotional. He put the ring in my finger and I put the matching ring in his finger . We had the best moment of our lives, and we hugged each other tightly and he said he would take care of me like a little baby. I was happy and excited, filled with a mix of emotions, knowing he's mine. I said to him that I would never leave his hands, and I held his hands till we grow old. 

We danced together with my favorite song playing in our bedroom. We couldn't hear the music because we were lost in each other's presence. I couldn't look into his eyes because it was so intense that I closed my eyes. He held me tightly with his arms, leaving no gap between me and him. I was blinking my eyes to see him. He knew that I wanted a kiss. He touched my cheeks softly with his fingers and kissed my lips, making me feel butterflies all over me. I couldn't stop thinking about his lips. I pulled his shirt and kissed him on his lips, leaving a soft, moist kiss and a red lipstick mark on his soft lips, which felt like delicate flowers. 

He proposed to me with a tiny, adorable cat. He said I love you with a cat behind his back, holding the cat with his hands beside him.  I couldn't say no to him because I love him, and I love cats as much as I love him. I would have mentioned to him that I liked to be a cat parent, and he remembered every single thing I liked, so he made me a cat mom. He even took photos of me and the cat. If this act is not love, then I don't know how to name it. He thinks of me and he is thinking about me throughout the day, finding ways to make me happy, and I end up falling in love with him all over again. Still, it feels like it's the first time I love him, but I have loved him a lot of times in so many ways, in each way finding a way to be his everything. 

Your writings are so good

Thank you. I write what I imagine and writing has been my favourite hobby. Writing calms me instantly and it makes me a creative person.

My love language is cooking delicious food and adoring you while you eat the food I cook. The satisfaction after you eat the food I cooked is priceless. I want to see you smile after finishing the food. I want to cook food with the flavor of my love and the magic of my love for you. I want you to become a foodie because of the taste of the food I prepare. I want you to enjoy the food that I cooked for you. I want you to eat the food that I cook. Cooking for you is never boring because I put my love into all the recipes I cook. Even the world's best chefs don't know how to cook with the love I hold for you. I want you to get addicted to the taste of the food I cook. I want to play my favorite songs while we cook in the kitchen and move a little to dance until we forget ourselves and fall in love with each other. 

His lips painted an art in my waist, his hands placed over my hips, and he looked at my eyes with so many emotions, and all he wanted was to be with me and make me feel my whole feminine core. He gently pulls over my satin rubber band, and he loves to see me in my smooth, open hair. I tease him when he adores me, and he plants kisses on my forehead. He hugs me like a treasure, and he loves to hold my fingers with his fingers. I love to touch his hair, and I pull his hair and play with him till I fall asleep with him, and he kisses me when I'm asleep and adores me like his eyes are only meant to see me. 

Every time I see a hero in a movie, I think about you loving me in ways that I have never been loved. You are my lucky charm. When everyone looked at my flaws, you accepted me as I am. When everyone had red flags in love, you were the greenest flag among all the people I've ever met. Why do you treat me so well? Being with you gives me peace, solitude, and stillness, which I've never felt with anyone. Your eyes calm my stirring soul. Your aura makes me feel at home. Are you imaginary, or am I falling in love with you? I couldn't experience such a love story in my life. But you made me fall in love with you, and you loved me beautifully, making my boring days as memorable as they could be. Should I scream out my heart that I love you? Do you even know that you look so cute when you are in love with me like a little puppy? I will hold your face within my palms, and I'll never let you go because we are destined to be together.

He made me feel alive. His eyes conveyed all the love he has for me. His kisses were the best therapy to calm me down. His hug is the best medicine for my anxiety. Being with him feels so real that I no longer wear masks to hide myself. He unlocked the beautiful sides of me and he made me realise that love can be beautiful and he always made me happy by being my cheerleader. He wants me to win when no one supports me and I mean everything to him and his love for me remains constant throughout this lifetime.

He is a star because he lights me up, and he shines like a precious diamond when he is in love with me. His hair looks like a dreamy cloud filled with lustrous curls, and his lips look like a dreamy rose, which is soft and feels so kissable. His cheeks are chiselled like handmade pottery, which is soft and smooth, and he looks so enchanting, like a crafted gentleman who falls only for his wife. He couldn't stop blushing when I dedicated poems to him, and he feels blessed to have me as the love of his life. I confess my love to him a million times a day, and he can't get enough of being obsessed with me. All he dreams of is being my man, and he dreams of loving me in so many ways to make me feel like a fairytale queen.

The moment I saw you, I knew you were mine, and we were meant to be together.

I can't wait to devour you with kisses.

No matter how many people I have met, my first kiss will always belong to you.

Imagine falling in love with a man who knows to sing; he plays guitar, sings melodiously with all his heart, and expresses that he loves you. He sings songs when you feel bad and he knows all your favourite songs so that he can play all your favourite songs to make you happy. He conveys his love by singing all the romantic songs and he is treating you like a queen flying in a gold flying waggon. He pecks a million kisses on your cheeks like a woodpecker pecking the tree. He sweeps off your feet in love; he holds your hands every single time; and he never misses displaying his love. 

He has easy access to my heart without any passwords, security codes or fingerprints.

How lovely does it feel when he stands beside me, feeling his breath on my ears, and feeling his hands adjusting my strands of short hair against my earlobe?. His hands gently holding my waist, trying to pull me closer towards him, and my eyes getting mesmerised by staring into his cute puppy eyes because he is so clingy and he wants me around him all the time because he feels that 24 hours are not enough to love me and he wants to love me forever.

I imagine hugging him until my face gets buried in his chest and him gently holding my hips, making me blush until my cheeks turn pink and filled with smiles and I end up kissing him until we lose each other's breath.