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Being in love is like feeling the warmth of the sun on a cold day, that gentle glow that spreads from your heart to every part of you. It’s in the way their laugh becomes your favorite sound, how it echoes like music in your mind, lifting your spirits even when they’re not there. You start noticing that the simplest things remind you of them—like the scent of coffee, a favorite song on the radio, or a sunset that mirrors the depth of their eyes. Suddenly, the world is full of signs, all pointing back to how lucky you are to have found them.

You know you’re in love when their happiness becomes just as important as your own, when you’d do anything to see their smile, to be the person who makes their days a little brighter. You find yourself wanting to be their safe place, the one who can hold them through their hardest days and celebrate with them when everything goes right. You want to share all their little triumphs and be their hand to hold through the struggles, to walk beside them on this unpredictable journey. And it’s more than just wanting to be in their life—you want to be part of their story, shaping each chapter together, side by side.

You feel like you’re home when you’re with them, like you can let down your guard and be completely yourself. There’s something magical in that, in the way you can share your dreams, your wildest thoughts, and even your silliest fears without a second thought. You can sit together in silence, and it feels like the most profound conversation. In those moments, every glance, every touch carries a promise—a quiet understanding that this connection is something special, something worth holding on to.

You know you’re in love when you start dreaming of a future, and they’re always a part of it. It’s not that you can’t imagine your life without them—it’s that you don’t want to. They make every plan, every adventure, every quiet evening feel more meaningful. You imagine what it would be like to travel to new places together, to face challenges and celebrate milestones with them by your side. And in those daydreams, you realize that the idea of growing together, of sharing a life, fills you with a kind of hope you didn’t even know you were missing.

And perhaps most of all, you know you’re in love because of the way they make you believe in magic again—the kind that comes from finding a soul that understands yours so completely, so deeply. It’s like discovering a hidden piece of yourself that you never knew was missing until they brought it to light. There’s a sense of awe in realizing that out of all the people in the world, you found each other, and that you get to call this feeling your own.

In the end, love isn’t about the grand gestures; it’s about the quiet moments that feel like they’re just yours, the way they make you laugh a little louder, and how the ordinary days become extraordinary simply because they’re in them. It’s in the way your heart feels fuller, your world feels brighter, and your dreams feel more alive because of them. That’s when you know you’re in love—when everything feels like a little miracle, just because they’re a part of your life.

This one-sided love, a symphony for my heart alone, No one else claims this silence; it's my solitary throne.

May countless joys fill your days and nights, Yet the sorrow here is my own solemn rite. This agony, this yearning, they sing only for me, An endless lament in a lonely key.

May laughter grace you, a melody so sweet, But these quiet moments are mine to meet.

I've hidden pain behind my laughter's disguise, But the pain is mine, and this sleeplessness my prize. I'll leave that city where you no longer reside, In every word I write, thoughts of you hide.

I often think of asking you a question so fine, One that could turn your sorrows into joy divine.

May the world's love surround you, like a tender sea, But this solitary love, it belongs solely to me.

In the moonlight's gentle glow, I whisper your name, A silent serenade, a lover's endless claim. For though you're far, in dreams, you remain, And this undying love, forever my domain.

"Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop"