So when you say 'I'm not a romantic guy', is that how you felt before this person, or how you feel about yourself now? Because those aren't the same thing.
When love comes with no expectations.
Love doesn't announce itself when it comes, when there are no real intentions.
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So when you say 'I'm not a romantic guy', is that how you felt before this person, or how you feel about yourself now? Because those aren't the same thing.
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Love doesn't announce itself when it comes, when there are no real intentions.
I'm not a sentimental guy, but there was something captivating about you today, like the stars.
Sometimes I felt jealous, afraid of losing you. I know, it's insecurity.
But my jealousy was so strong it suffocated me.
We loved it when we would go and look at the stars.
I'm not sentimental, but I saw something different in you, as if you were my star.
There was no one around and that left me breathless with passion.
I loved how your whisper in my ear meant: "I'm yours, only yours".
I'm not a romantic guy.
I'm not a romantic guy.
I'm not a romantic guy.
When love comes with no expectations.
Judson Kaique, 08/04/2026
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PermalinkThe whole thing is the line. Every time you say you're not romantic and every time you prove it wrong. That's what I copied.
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PermalinkThis reads unfinished in a way that matters. Does the story keep going from here?
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PermalinkI'm wondering about the other person. Are they still there, or is this about someone you lost?
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PermalinkSo when you say 'I'm not a romantic guy', is that how you felt before this person, or how you feel about yourself now? Because those aren't the same thing.
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PermalinkThat jealousy you describe, the kind that suffocates? I've heard it a thousand times. That's not insecurity. That's just love that doesn't know how to be quiet.
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Permalinkok but what happens with this person? does the story keep going or does it stop here?
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PermalinkWhen you say 'I'm yours, only yours', does that person ever say it back, or are we only getting your side?
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PermalinkThe part about being breathless. That stays more than everything else you wrote.