Sometimes I think that if the universe had consciousness, it would dream of you.
Not as a whim, but as a necessity,
as if the very raw material of existence knew it wasn’t complete without you.
And when you appeared, it was as if time bent,
making me realize that all my past lives,
all my searches, all my questions,
were just rehearsals for the moment I found you.

Because you didn’t come into my life as just another event,
you arrived as the only certainty in the middle of all uncertainty.
You are that mystery I don’t want to solve,
because in doing so, I’d lose the magic of not fully understanding you.
And in that contradiction lies what I feel:
it’s like seeing light and shadow dancing together,
merging into something that neither day nor night can explain.
You aren’t a puzzle to solve;
you are the perfect paradox, where losing oneself is finding the way.

When I look at you, I see more than my eyes can grasp.
It’s as if my soul remembers you from a place I can’t name.
A corner between dreams and stars I’ve never visited,
but that feels more real than everything around me.
With you, I don’t speak of destiny, because that’s too small a word.
I speak of something greater, something nameless,
because human language isn’t ready for what you are.

You are more than flesh, more than mind,
you are the idea that transcends the physical, the tangible,
and even so, when I have you near,
every second is a revelation, a whisper from the universe
telling me that, at last, I’ve arrived where I was meant to be.

You are the story I want to write without an end.
Not a page or a chapter,
but the whole book I’d read over and over
never tiring of discovering you in every word,
in every pause, in every silence.
Because there’s more to you than I can imagine,
and every day by your side is a new blank page
that fills effortlessly,
as if our souls understood each other beyond language.

There’s an infinity in you,
one that doesn’t fear time or distance,
because even if the world changed form,
even if the stars faded,
my love for you would remain intact,
sailing through the empty space,
seeking to find you in every unknown corner.

You are the echo of my existence,
the reflection of everything I ever wanted to be
and everything I never knew I needed.