Perhaps in every person’s life, there comes a moment when they realize: among countless wonders of the world, there is one person who makes them want to pause, to love, to cherish. For me, that person is you.
I used to think this world was vast and complicated beyond comprehension. But then you came along—gentle like the first breeze of spring, warm like the morning sun—and I realized: the world isn’t so big anymore, because in my eyes, you are the whole universe.
You don’t need to try to be perfect, because to me, you already are the most beautiful thing. Beautiful not just because of your radiant smile, your expressive eyes, or your soft voice like a soothing melody. But beautiful because you are you—genuine, kind, and always bringing peace to my heart.
I love the way you listen to my random stories, love even your little sulks, and love the strength hidden behind your delicate appearance. You make me want to become a better man—not because I have to, but because I want to be worthy of you.
Someone once asked me, “What makes you happiest?” I smiled and replied, “It’s seeing her every day, holding her hand through sunshine and rain.”
This world may change, time may pass, but the feelings I have for you—the most beautiful thing in my life—will always remain, pure and unfading.
If I could choose again, I’d still choose you. Not because you’re perfect, but because you make my heart beat in a way no one else ever could.
