Semaritan girl
You drowned in the deep well of falsehood.
Your love never found its meaning.
Though you met love many times,
You saw different shades of love—
In many versions,
In many faces.
You saw the love you were seeking,
Yet never truly felt it,
Until you saw Him at the well.
He asked you for water,
And offered you living water.
He showed the path
And restored your heart.
He knew who you were,
And the quest for love
Found its end in Him.
And at last—
You felt it.
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