I still remember the first time I saw you. It
wasn’t grand or staged or full of fireworks — not the kind of scene they write
movies about — but it was something deeper. Quiet. Honest. True.
Back then, I was so tired. Worn down in a way only
life can do when your dreams start to thin out and your heart has weathered too
many lonely nights. I remember that heaviness — like carrying hope in a
paper-thin bag, never sure if it would tear through or disappear altogether.
My heart used to drift from one day to the next,
always searching, always aching for a kind of love I wasn’t sure even existed
anymore. I had stopped expecting it to find me. I had stopped expecting
anything, really.
And then you smiled.
It was just a moment, barely a breath in the rhythm of
life, but somehow it stopped time. I reached out, maybe without even realizing
it. Maybe it was instinct — like a drowning soul recognizing a lifeline. And in
your eyes, I saw it: the same loneliness, the same longing, the same weariness
I had carried for so long.
It’s funny, isn’t it, how two broken hearts can
recognize each other before a single word is spoken? How something inside us
knows when the right person has arrived?
That’s when it began — for you and for me. A spark, a
shift, a miracle disguised as something small. The moment our hands met, I knew
something had changed. Not just in the world around us, but in the world within
us.
Two less lonely people.
It sounds simple. But for me, it was everything. Out
of all the people in this wide and spinning world, you are the one I get to
walk beside. The one who made the ache stop. The one who turned the page when
all I saw were endings.
I still can’t believe you’re mine.
In a life where everything once felt so wrong — the
silence, the waiting, the wishing — somehow, you happened. And suddenly,
everything felt right. Not perfect. Not easy. But right.
And today, as I look back, I hold close that moment
when the emptiness made way for something whole. When your smile lit up the
dark places inside me. When we went from lonely… to together.
There are two less lonely people in the world tonight.
And I am so blessed that one of them is me… and the other is you.
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