If love were a person, then you would be that person—the one who stepped into my life not to change the world, but to change my heart.
You’re not perfect, but you’re the one who makes me believe in goodness. You don’t need to speak in flowery words, because your presence alone makes me feel loved. You’re the one who inspires me to become a better version of myself—not out of obligation, but because I want to be worthy of you.
If love were a person, it would be someone who listens to the things I haven’t said, understands the sadness behind my smile, and stays by my side even when the world turns away. Someone who doesn’t leave when I’m weak, doesn’t abandon me when I’m silent, and always holds my hand through every storm.
You are that person—the one who makes me believe that love isn’t distant, isn’t a fairytale, but something real, something tangible, something worth holding on to.
I don’t need a perfect love. I just need one person—you—who is patient, sincere, and gentle enough to walk with me through every season of longing. Because if love were a person, I’ve already found that person in you.
The world may be vast, but for me, just one person named you is enough. Because you are not just love—you are the one who taught me what it means to truly love.
