Yes, YOU

Looking at him… oh wow, wow, wow, What a beautiful feeling, isn’t it? 

Ask me about my favourite colour, 

and I’ll end up talking about his eyes. 

’Cause some memories never leave your bones— 

like salt in the sea, they become part of you. 

If your heart truly believes in something, 

it’s probably meant to be. 

I won’t leave you, 

’cause why would you give up on something you think about every day? 

Maybe we’re not perfect, 

but I wish you could see what’s in my mind— 

you’d never feel insecure again. 

It wasn’t some movie kind of love, 

just something real that grew with time. 

And still, somehow, it felt certain. 

“When you know, you know,” they said — 

and when I met you, I knew.

Székely Rebeka   IX. R