Till Death Do us Part

Looking into your eyes, I see me. I see my world, unguarded and whole — every hope I’ve hidden, every prayer I’ve whispered, reflected in the quiet galaxies of your gaze. If you could get a chance to listen from my heart, you would hear your name in every beat, a sacred rhythm that began the day you walked into my life. You would hear how the silence between us is never empty, but full of a language only souls can speak. You and I we are not a moment, we are a vow. Be my other half, the missing meter in my song, and I promise to love you in seasons of sun and in winters of doubt. I will choose you in the calm and in the chaos, in laughter that spills like wine and in tears that taste like rain. Let me be the keeper of your fears, the harbor when your heart is at sea. Let me learn the cartography of your scars and trace them with reverence, not pity for they are the map that led you to me. I do not love you for perfection; I love you for the truth of you the unfinished, the unpolished, the beautifully human. I will love you in your strength and in your breaking, in your victories and in the nights you forget how to hope.