Love, at its core, is meant to be a safe haven—a sanctuary of trust and comfort. It fills you with warmth and an overwhelming sense of belonging. When I first fell in love, it was as though the world became brighter, each moment wrapped in the glow of something profound and unshakable. His laughter was music; his touch, a grounding force that made every worry fade away. I felt seen, valued, and cherished in ways that seemed almost too good to be true.

Love like that is intoxicating, a force that takes hold of you and carries you through life’s storms with grace. It is the kind of connection poets dream of, where every glance, every word, feels like it was meant to be. In those moments, I believed with my whole heart that I had found forever. The “always” that fairy tales whisper about seemed within reach. It was captivating, awe-inspiring—a love so complete it made the rest of the world fade into the background.