This is only for Armaan-Abhira fans.
Do give it a read once.
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In his childhood, Armaan found a new home,
Taken in by a family, no longer alone.
He cherished their presence, their bond so strong,
But a child's need for love, lingered on.
Over the years he tried to blend in, to be one of their own,
Though the love he sought, remained unknown.
With gratitude and love, his heart did swell,
A complex emotion, he navigated well.
His family's love, a blanket warm and tight,
Yet his own ache, hidden from their sight.
He bore their burdens, their sorrows he bore,
Yet his own anguish, he kept in store.
Then came Abhira, with wounds deep and wide,
In her, Armaan saw his own pain, unhide.
He cared for her, his empathy deep,
In her pain, he found his own sorrow's keep.
Slowly, they bonded, as friends they grew,
In their laughter and tears, a friendship true.
But today, Armaan faltered, his fears laid bare,
For his family's safety, he could only stare.
Abhira, understanding, offered her hand,
In her support, he tried to stand.
Seeing his pain, she knew what to do,
Gave him comfort, as he once did too.
The silence in his heart, long kept inside,
Found its voice, in her, it cried.
She made him feel at ease, so safe and warm,
In her embrace, he found a new norm.
Becoming his strength, his guiding light,
In her, he found comfort, in her, he found might.
Their bond, once tender, now grew strong,
Armaan and Abhira, together, they belong.
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- S. 😊
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