At the beginnings, everything felt like magic.
It wasn’t just love — it was discovery. Every glance was a spark, every smile was a promise, every touch was a universe opening between us. I didn’t know it then, but you became my great love, the one that marks a life forever.

There was something different about you.
The way you listened when I spoke, the way your laughter wrapped around me like a melody, the way you could turn ordinary days into something I never wanted to end. With you, even silence felt full — as if the world itself leaned in to hear our hearts speaking.

We dreamed big, didn’t we?
We built castles out of words and believed in forever. Nights felt too short because we had so much to say, and mornings felt like gifts because you were there. I never needed perfection — I just needed you.

My great love — you were more than a chapter in my story. You were the book I wanted to keep reading, the melody I didn’t want to fade, the reason I looked at the future with hope. And even now, when time has passed and life has tested us, the truth remains: nothing compares to what we had at the beginnings.

Because great loves never really leave.
They echo in the way we remember, in the way we feel, in the way we carry a part of that fire inside us forever.
You were, and will always be, my great love.

Always and Forever