🌹 True Love Found Me 🌹
I wasn't looking for love when it found me.
I was just living quietly — healing from old wounds, learning to be content in my own company. My heart had learned to stop searching, and in that stillness, the universe must have smiled. Because that's when you appeared.
You didn't rush in like a storm. You arrived softly — like the sunrise after a long night, gentle but impossible to ignore. It wasn't fireworks or chaos; it was peace. The kind of peace that feels like coming home after years of wandering.
We met by chance — or maybe it wasn't chance at all. Our paths crossed in the simplest way, yet from that moment, something inside me shifted. Your laughter became the melody my heart had been missing. Your presence felt like a promise I never knew I was waiting for.
Days turned into nights filled with long talks, shared dreams, and quiet understanding. You didn't just love the parts of me that were easy to adore — you stayed through the silences, the insecurities, the moments I tried to hide. And that's when I knew… this wasn't just love. This was true love.
True love didn't find me in perfection. It found me in my healing. It found me when I was finally ready to be seen — fully, deeply, completely.
Now, every time I look at you, I'm reminded that love doesn't always come when we seek it. Sometimes, it finds us when we least expect it — and when it does, it feels like destiny whispering, "You're home now."