Loving you doesn’t feel like a decision anymore — it feels like something my heart naturally chose without asking me first. I don’t just like you; I feel you in a way that is deeper than words can easily explain.
You’re not just someone I talk to.
You’re not just someone I admire.
You’re someone my heart connects to in a way that feels rare… real… and almost impossible to ignore.
Every time I think of you, I feel peace.
Every time you speak to me, something in me softens.
And every time I imagine losing you, something in me breaks.
Ijeoma, loving you has changed me in quiet ways — it has made me more patient, more thoughtful, more hopeful. You bring out a version of me that even I didn’t know was there.
I don’t love you because you’re perfect — I love you because you’re real.
Your flaws, your strength, your softness… everything about you fits perfectly into a space in my heart that no one else has ever reached.
I just want you to know this:
You mean more to me than you realize.
You matter to me in ways I can’t fake.
And my love for you is not something that will disappear tomorrow.
If love could speak, it would call your name.
If my heart had a face, it would look exactly like you.
That’s how deeply I am in love with you, Ijeoma.
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