Our first kiss felt like a moment the universe created just for you, from the way your bright green eyes widened every time you looked at me, to the way you laughed, blushed, touched my hand, and quietly admitted you get shy when I stare too long. 

Walking beside you by the canal, slow dancing in the cold, sharing ice cream like two children who forgot the world existed, I kept feeling this impossible warmth growing between us. And when you asked, “What is it?” and I told you it was your eyes, everything in me knew what would happen next; our lips met and the night unfolded into something soft, passionate, and endlessly beautiful. 

Every kiss after that felt like a small prayer — like I was thanking the world for bringing me someone so sweet, so honest, so excitable, so perfectly alive. And when you said you didn’t want to leave, I realized I had been feeling the same from the very beginning.

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