To love is to feel lost—
not in confusion,
but in the depths of her heart.
It’s when every path leads to her,
when you no longer need a map,
because her soul becomes the only destination you long for.
There are feelings that words can’t capture—
only the heartbeat can speak them.
And when I love her,
each beat draws me deeper into her essence:
into her gentleness,
her strength,
even the quiet scars she hides.
Being lost in her heart isn’t losing direction—
it’s finding a place to belong.
A place without conditions,
without explanations.
A place where I can simply be myself—
unguarded, unfiltered, and whole.
So if someone asks me,
“What is love?”
I’ll smile and say:
“It’s when you feel lost in someone’s heart…
and never want to find your way out.”
