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Kamu inget gak? Malam pertama kita ada di sini, di tokyo.. Malam yang sangat indah, karena mas bisa melihat wajah kamu yang cantik, bukan sekedar cantik tapi sangat cantik.. Setelah malam itu setiap hari mas ngerasa kamu makin hari makin cantik.. Cium boleh??

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Doorr.. Di korea, ada Ju Jihoon.. Yang sangat cantikk, liat deh betapa cantiknya dia.. Cantik banget ya, jangan naksir dia punya ku gak usah genit istriku emang cantik

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Happy 2 month anniversary! It may seem like a short time, but in these past two months, you've brought so much joy and meaning into my life. Every day with you feels special, and I’m so grateful for the connection we share.

From our laughs to our quiet moments, everything with you feels right. I can't wait to make more memories, grow together, and see where this journey takes us. Thank you for being you and for being with me.

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My sunshine,

You’ve brought new meaning to my days. I didn’t know love could feel this steady, this safe, this real.

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You’ve made such a difference in my life. Even on the hardest days, your voice brings comfort and your love brings strength.

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Your love feels like a soft melody I never want to stop hearing. You’re the peace my heart was searching for.

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To My Island Heart,

If I could freeze a moment in time, it would be us barefoot in the sand, your hand in mine, laughter in the breeze, and the ocean singing just for us. When I think about love, I don’t picture grand gestures or perfect fairytales. I picture you and me sun kissed skin, salty hair, and hearts so full they could burst.

Loving you feels like being wrapped in a tropical sunset: warm, endless, and gently breathtaking. You are my escape and my home all at once. With you, I don’t need a plane ticket to paradise. Your smile is the sunrise over calm waters. Your voice is the rhythm of the waves that soothe my soul. And your love your beautiful, effortless love is my shelter when the winds blow too strong.

There’s something so soft, so steady about the way you love me. It reminds me of the sea constant, deep, always returning no matter how far it drifts. With you, I’ve learned that peace can be loud in its own quiet way. That holding someone doesn’t always need words, just presence. Just heart.

Sometimes I dream of us waking up in a little beach hut, tangled in linen sheets, the scent of the ocean dancing through the air. You’d smile at me, lazy and sweet, and I’d think: this... this is what forever should feel like.

And even when we’re far from the islands, you still bring that energy with you. You’re my ocean breeze in the city heat. My coconut-sweet calm in a busy world. You make every ordinary moment feel like vacation.

Thank you for being the rhythm in my waves, the moon in my tide, the island in my wandering heart.

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Roma, Metropolitan City of Rome Capital, Italy

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Roma, Metropolitan City of Rome Capital, Italy

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Roma, Metropolitan City of Rome Capital, Italy

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To My Eternal Love,

There’s something about Rome that reminds me of you.

Maybe it’s the way the sun spills over the cobblestone streets like honey, warm and golden just like the way your presence wraps around me. Or maybe it’s the timelessness of this place, where ancient ruins stand side by side with life, laughter, and gelato just like how my love for you feels old as time and new every single day.

When I walk through this city, I can almost hear the whispers of old lovers of poets and painters who once sat by fountains and wrote sonnets to the ones they adored. And as I sit beside you, watching the world go by from a little café in Trastevere, I know that if I were a poet, every word would be yours.

You, my love, are my Rome—majestic, deep, and unforgettable. In you I find endless wonder. In your eyes I see the same magic as I do when I gaze upon the Colosseum lit by the golden hour. You carry history in your soul and passion in your every touch. Being with you is like standing in the Sistine Chapel silent, breathless, in awe of something so sacred.

There’s a romance here that lives in the air, in the slow pace of wine-soaked dinners and winding conversations, in the way time doesn’t feel rushed just like us. We don’t need to hurry love. We just need to feel it, live it, and trust that every step together adds another story to our own eternal city.

So let’s get lost in these streets, in each other, in the beauty of what we’ve found. Let’s be the kind of love they write postcards about.