I do not need the moon
to whisper secrets to the sea;
your voice is enough
to make my heart forget its loneliness.

You came quietly,
like rain upon a thirsty garden,
and suddenly,
every forgotten flower within me bloomed.

If love is a journey,
let me walk it by your side,
through every dawn and every storm,
with your hand resting gently in mine.

And if tomorrow takes us
to places we have never known,
I will still choose you—
not because I fear being alone,
but because beside you,
my soul feels at home.

So let the world keep searching
for its definition of love.

I have found mine
in the simple moment
when you look at me,
and my heart quietly says: