It began quietly. Even unexpectedly. It was certainly unassuming.

The waters of the lake we stood beside, reflecting back what we were only beginning to discover.

A message. A spark.

Two souls, strangers in the world, yet somehow already familiar.

What started as simple messages soon became laughter, striking commonalities.

Then late-night confessions.

A friendship formed. And that felt like home.

Without trying,

without planning—

love arrived.

Not loud, not demanding.

Just… true.

Like it had always been waiting for the right moment to be discovered, seen and known.

We didn’t rush.

But everything gently unfolded

as if the stars had already written it.

Every glance and gesture, every word,

every heartbeat whispered:

You were meant for me.

It feels like we’ve always known one another- perhaps in life times long ago-

And now, in this one,

we’ve finally remembered.