For You Only

There are moments in life when the noise of the world fades, and all that remains are the voices of those who’ve shaped who we are—the ones who’ve loved us, guided us, believed in us when we couldn’t believe in ourselves. Those voices stay, echoing softly through our choices, our dreams, and our days. They become the reasons we keep going. The reasons we try a little harder. The reasons we love a little deeper.

“You’re the voices inside of me. The reasons I do what I do.”

It’s a beautiful truth, isn’t it? That the best parts of who we become often grow from the people who have touched our lives the most. The ones who taught us what it means to give without asking anything in return. The ones who showed us love not through words alone, but through quiet faithfulness. Through patience. Through presence.

Sometimes we don’t even realize how much of them lives within us. A turn of phrase, a habit of kindness, a way of standing firm in the middle of chaos. The world calls it influence; I call it love leaving fingerprints.

“You’re the path in front of me.”

When we walk through seasons of uncertainty—when life shifts and everything familiar feels far away—it’s the memory of that love that lights the road. It’s not always loud or obvious, but it’s steady. It’s the whisper that says, Keep going. You’re not alone.

And we keep going.

We keep doing the things we do not just out of duty, but out of devotion. Because love, real love, has a way of becoming both the fuel and the destination. It drives us forward and draws us home, all at once.

“Everything I do for you only.”

It’s not about perfection. It’s about purpose. It’s about doing your best because someone once looked at you and said, I believe in you. It’s about knowing that even when life feels hard, even when the path twists and the view is hidden, there’s a reason to keep walking. There’s someone—or something—worth walking for.

And maybe that’s what love really is. It’s not just the emotion that swells and fades; it’s the steady pulse that gives meaning to everything else. It’s what turns an ordinary life into something sacred. It’s what reminds us that we don’t live just for ourselves—we live to give, to lift, to reflect the love we’ve been given.

“Wish that I could give to you this—the best view of the city.”

There’s something so tender in that line. The longing to share beauty with someone you love. To say, Look—this is what I see when I think of you. Because love isn’t just about giving things; it’s about giving moments. The view from the top of the mountain, the warmth of the morning sun, the quiet peace that comes after the storm. Love says, I want you to see what I see—the goodness, the grace, the wonder.

And maybe the “best view of the city” isn’t really about the skyline or the lights—it’s about perspective. It’s about seeing life through the lens of love instead of fear. It’s about realizing that everything we’ve done, everything we’ve become, carries traces of those who’ve walked beside us, prayed for us, and held us when we were falling apart.

If we could give that view—the one that sees beauty even in broken places, that finds light even in dark corners—we’d be giving the world something extraordinary.

Because the truth is, none of us walk this road alone. We are all carrying voices within us—voices that remind us to love harder, to be kind, to stay faithful, to find joy even when life feels heavy. They’re the voices of parents, grandparents, friends, mentors, and sometimes, even strangers who left a mark without realizing it.

And above all, there’s the still, small voice of God—gentle, steady, unchanging—whispering through it all: Keep walking. I’m right here.

That’s what I hear in those words: a conversation between love and purpose. Between who we are and who we’re becoming. Between gratitude for what was and hope for what’s ahead.

You’re the voices inside of me—the wisdom, the faith, the courage to keep showing up.
You’re the path in front of me—the reminder that I’m never walking in circles, that every step matters.
Everything I do for you only—because life loses meaning when it’s lived for self alone.
And if I could give you anything, I’d give you this—the best view of what it means to live fully, to love deeply, to never stop believing that beauty still exists in this world.

Love, when it’s real, changes everything. It makes ordinary moments glow. It reminds us that even in a world that can feel harsh and hollow, there is still something worth giving your heart to.

So tonight, wherever you are—standing on a rooftop watching the lights, or sitting quietly in your home reflecting on the journey behind you—take a moment to listen. Listen for the voices that shaped you. The ones that still echo with love.

Then look out at the view before you, whatever it may be, and know this:
You are not alone.
You are the reason someone keeps going.
And the love that brought you here is still lighting your way forward.