She came like a quiet miracle,
rebuilding what I thought was lost.
In her eyes, I saw life again—raw, real,
a beauty I had long forgotten.
She didn’t just heal me; she transformed me,
turning silence into laughter,
pain into love,
and emptiness into hope.
“To love her is to feel alive in a way I never knew was possible, as if every moment finally has a reason to exist.”
She is not just someone I love;
she is the reason I live,
the proof that even in a broken world,
there is something—and someone—
worth living for.