I met you on an ordinary day, but from the moment our eyes met, the world tilted. You smiled, and it felt like sunlight breaking through a storm. I fell fast, recklessly, like I had been waiting my entire life to know you. Every word you spoke felt like poetry, and every touch lit a spark I couldn’t ignore.

We talked for hours, our conversations unraveling like we had lifetimes to catch up on. You told me your dreams, your fears, your childhood memories — and I held each one like a treasure. I remember thinking, This is it. This is the kind of love people write songs about.

You became my favorite story, and I never wanted to stop reading. Your laugh echoed in my chest like a song I never wanted to end. I memorized every detail — the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled, the way your hand fit perfectly in mine. We built dreams in whispered conversations, promising each other forever without knowing how fragile that word could be. You walked into my life like you belonged there, and I let you in without hesitation. Your laugh became my favorite sound, your presence my safest place. I memorized the smallest things — the way you bit your lip when you were nervous, how your fingers absentmindedly traced circles on my skin when we lay in bed.

We built our love on promises whispered in the dark, on dreams spoken into existence during sunrise drives. I believed in us with an unwavering certainty, convinced that love as intense as ours could defy anything. You became my world, and I gave you every part of me without a second thought.