Between thought and revelation.

The more you search for a way through her, the more beautifully lost you become.

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feelings often whisper first.

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has always been the direction I was given.

As if I were born to love you,

long before I ever found you,

like a truth my soul kept quiet

until you arrived.

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Bring your joy, your tears, your triumphs and your scars.

I will be here,

waiting with open arms and a hopeful heart, for they have never known a greater purpose than reaching for you, holding you close, and giving you a place where you never have to pretend to be anything other than yourself.

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the way the sea keeps returning to the shore

without force,

without reason,

just because it belongs there.

I would write it

in the corners of unfinished days,

between sleepless nights,

inside every silent thing

that once felt empty before you.

And one day,

if someone asked me

what love looked like in my life,

I think I would simply show them your name

written everywhere.

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time only learns one truth ~

It Cannot Win.

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Then you came along and proved otherwise.

With you, affection deepens into devotion, devotion into wonder, and wonder into something I still do not have a name for.

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We dream of filling their life with every joy, every smile, every moment of peace and love this world can offer. We wish we could shield them from every sorrow, every disappointment, every tear, and every pain.

And when they are hurting, something within us refuses to stay silent. We feel as though we could stand against the entire world, challenge fate itself, and even argue with God, if only it would bring a smile back to their face.

Among all the people I have ever known, there is only one person who makes me feel this way.

That person is YOU.

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I love you because your presence makes perfection feel unnecessary.

When you're in my life, I stop wishing for more.

Not because I have everything, but because the one thing that matters most is already here.

You.

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