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Reposting the second most engaged post of all Times on this account - let’s reshare it ❤️🌹“The Rose and the Heart: A Sou...
10/08/2026

Reposting the second most engaged post of all Times on this account - let’s reshare it ❤️🌹

“The Rose and the Heart: A Soulmate’s Promise”

In every lifetime, I will find you - like the rose that finds the light, and the heart that beats even in the shadow of fire.

Here, in the sacred silence of the earth’s edge, a rose and a heart lay together, as if left behind by two souls destined to meet over and over again. The volcano stands as a witness, timeless and unmoving, while the sunset weaves their story into the fabric of the sky. It is the story of soulmates - two forces forever drawn to one another, even in the face of life’s chaos.

A soulmate is not a fleeting spark but a steady flame. It is the recognition of yourself in another, the unspoken vow that, no matter the trials, no matter the distance, you will always find your way back. Just like the rose blooms in the ash, soulmates grow together, even in barren seasons. The heart, fragile yet unbroken, rests beside it, a quiet testimony to love that transcends lifetimes.

The universe is vast, and yet we collide. Again. And again. And again.

This is our legacy: to love fiercely, to persist through the fire, and to leave behind pieces of ourselves - roses and hearts, for the world to remember.

For my soulmate: wherever the road bends, I will find you. Always.

- T.


Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on Jan 3, 2025 at 22:26 CET Local Time

“I used to get impatient when my dad stopped to look at the view.Now I do it too.Getting older has made me appreciate a ...
10/05/2026

“I used to get impatient when my dad stopped to look at the view.

Now I do it too.

Getting older has made me appreciate a few things I used to walk straight past. ❤️”

– T.

Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on October 5 2026 at 16:10 CET Local Time

Some nights make you realize how much you’ve survived.You can miss people. You can carry memories. You can have parts of...
10/02/2026

Some nights make you realize how much you’ve survived.

You can miss people. You can carry memories. You can have parts of your heart that still ache - and still choose to keep living fully.

Healing was never about forgetting what hurt you.
It’s about refusing to let it decide what happens next.

And maybe that’s the quiet kind of strength nobody sees.

– T. ❤️

Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on October 2 2026 at 23:26 CET Local Time

The Search for a SoulmateI have walked this earth with a heart both fragile and resilient, my hands outstretched to the ...
09/27/2026

The Search for a Soulmate

I have walked this earth with a heart both fragile and resilient, my hands outstretched to the heavens, yearning to hold not just a person, but a presence. The search for a soulmate is not a pursuit of perfection but a journey toward understanding. It is the belief that somewhere, there exists another who will see you—not as you wish to be seen, but as you are, with all your cracks and brilliance.

A soulmate is not just a lover but a mirror, reflecting back the light you forgot you carried. They arrive not to complete you but to remind you that you were never truly broken. In their gaze, the storms within you still. In their silence, you find the song of your own soul.

And yet, the beauty of this search lies not only in the finding but in the waiting. For in every lonely evening and whispered prayer, you are learning the language of your own heart. You are becoming the kind of person who not only deserves but can truly cherish the love you seek.

The journey is long, the road uneven, but the destination is worth every step. Keep walking. Somewhere, your soulmate is walking too, searching for the shape of your shadow in the moonlight.

And one day, without warning, your paths will cross, and you will look into their eyes and think, “Every mile, every tear, every prayer—I would travel it all again, if only to find you waiting for me here.”



Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on Dec 8, 2024 at 14:06 CET Local Time

“Maybe the best part of our story is the part we haven’t lived yet.” ❤️🌹– T.
09/23/2026

“Maybe the best part of our story is the part we haven’t lived yet.” ❤️🌹

– T.

Never lose hope. Sharing again 🌹❤️ - still one of my favorite poems ever and so much love you’ve given it. Thank you 🙏💖T...
09/22/2026

Never lose hope. Sharing again 🌹❤️ - still one of my favorite poems ever and so much love you’ve given it. Thank you 🙏💖

Title: “What If Hope Is…”

What if hope is
not a lightning bolt,
but the slow, steady sunrise
that doesn’t ask you to be ready —
it just shows up, every day,
until you start to believe in light again.

What if hope is
the hand that doesn’t let go,
even when yours is shaking,
even when you think you’re not worth holding.

What if hope is
the quiet voice in the middle of the night
that says, “Try again tomorrow,”
when the world has convinced you
there’s no point.

What if hope is
loving someone enough to stay,
even through the silences,
even through the storms,
because you know
they’re still in there,
trying.

What if hope is
not something we wait for,
but something we give —
one small act of kindness,
one soft word,
one reminder
that no one has to face the dark alone.

What if hope is simply this —
believing again,
even after the world taught you not to.

— T.


Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on Aug 8, 2025 at 22:26 CET Local Time

“Some people leave your life, but they don’t leave your days.”They show up in a song you haven’t heard in years.In a pla...
09/17/2026

“Some people leave your life, but they don’t leave your days.”

They show up in a song you haven’t heard in years.
In a place you used to go together.
In something funny you almost send them.

Sometimes it’s just making coffee and remembering exactly how they took theirs.

You don’t stop living.
You don’t spend every day missing them.

But every now and then, in the middle of a completely ordinary moment, there they are again.

And for a few seconds, it feels like no time has passed at all.

– T.

Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on September 17, 2026 at 16:25 CET Local Time

Worth Resharing 🌹❤️ - let me know what you think.Title: “Don’t Lose Hope”Even when it hurts —don’t lose hope.Even when t...
09/16/2026

Worth Resharing 🌹❤️ - let me know what you think.

Title: “Don’t Lose Hope”

Even when it hurts —
don’t lose hope.

Even when the silence stretches too long,
when the closeness fades,
when the road feels like it leads nowhere —
don’t mistake the quiet for the end.
Don’t lose hope.

Because sometimes, what you plant in this life
takes longer to bloom than your heart ever prepared for.
And sometimes, the care you give
won’t echo back the way you imagined —
but it still mattered.
So don’t lose hope.

Hope isn’t pretending the storm will pass.
It’s standing barefoot in the rain —
soaked, cold, heart aching —
and still whispering,
“There’s a sunrise out there… even if I can’t see it yet.”
And for that whisper alone — don’t lose hope.

Hold onto your softness.
Hold onto your truth.
And even when nothing unfolds the way you dreamed —
even when it aches just to stay open —
that tenderness is still your strength.
So, don’t lose hope.

Because one day,
when the dust finally settles,
you’ll look around and realize:
you didn’t break.
You bent toward the light.
You waited without waiting.
You stayed soft
when it would’ve been easier to close —
and that was no small thing.
So don’t lose hope.

And maybe, just maybe…
what felt so far
finds its way back to you.

— T.



Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on Jul 18, 2025 at 14:56 CET Local Time

My poem adapted to a song - now on all major streaming platforms. What do you think about the song? ❤️🌹🙏Title: “Years Be...
09/15/2026

My poem adapted to a song - now on all major streaming platforms. What do you think about the song? ❤️🌹🙏

Title: “Years Before You”

I had a life that looked finished from the outside
Same chair, same cup, same way of leaving early
I got good at being fine
And better at not asking for much

I wasn’t waiting
I just didn’t know I was empty

There were years before you
I don’t miss them
They taught me how to stand
They never taught me how to stay
There were years before you
I wore them like a coat
Then you walked in
And I couldn’t put it back on

I used to keep my voice down in every room
Like I was borrowing the air
Now you talk and I answer
Without checking the door

I don’t need the old version of me
He already did his time

There were years before you
I don’t miss them
They taught me how to stand
They never taught me how to stay
There were years before you
I wore them like a coat
Then you walked in
And I couldn’t put it back on

If those years come looking
Tell them I already left
I live here now

There were years before you
I don’t miss them
They taught me how to stand
They never taught me how to stay
There were years before you
I wore them like a coat
Then you walked in
And I couldn’t put it back on

Years before you…
Gone

- T. / Zeyrana

Credit Š: photo and Caption/song rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - registered on September 15 2026 at 23:15 CET Local Time

A year and a half ago, I didn’t know how much your smile would come to mean to me.Back then, there was so much we didn’t...
09/14/2026

A year and a half ago, I didn’t know how much your smile would come to mean to me.

Back then, there was so much we didn’t know about each other. We were finding things to talk about, discovering little things in common, wondering what the next time together might feel like.

Now there are things I see during the day and immediately want to tell you. Places that bring back a whole afternoon. Small jokes that would take too long to explain to anyone else.

We’ve been to beautiful places together. But when I think about us, I also think about sitting across from you over a meal. A conversation in the car. Watching you laugh at something ridiculous and forgetting, for a moment, whatever was on my mind.

I’ve come to know more of the person behind that smile. How much you care about your children. The things that make you feel at ease. How much there still is for me to discover.

And I’m learning, too. To listen better. To ask instead of assume. To understand that being close to someone doesn’t mean experiencing everything in the same way.

We’re still finding our way, step by step. There is something very precious to me about getting to know someone over time, and continuing to look forward to seeing them.

A year and a half later, I still look forward to seeing you.

Only now, when I take your hand, there are all these memories that come with it.

I ❤️ You

– T.

Credit Š: photo and Caption rights belong to creator of this account (Tony) - text registered on September 14 2026 at 09:35 CET Local Time

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