I was the sky,
two different worlds
learning how to align.
You carried warmth like the sun,
I carried dreams like the stars,
both of us with hidden battles,
both of us carrying scars.
We were never perfect,
never promised an easy way,
but somehow we kept finding
reasons to choose each other every day.
When life became heavy,
when our families brought storms,
when our hearts grew tired
from trying to stay strong,
you held my hand through the chaos,
I stood beside you through the rain,
not because we had no struggles,
but because we knew love was worth the pain.
You taught me that love can be patient,
I taught you that hearts can grow,
that two people with broken pieces
can still create something whole.
Maybe we are fire and sky,
different in every way,
but somehow we meet in the middle
at the end of every day.
So here’s to our future,
to the dreams we’re still chasing,
to the jobs we’re still waiting for,
to the lives we’re slowly creating.
May we keep learning each other,
keep laughing, keep trying, keep choosing us,
because love was never about being perfect.
it was about staying
when leaving would have been easier.
And after every storm we survive,
I hope we look back and see:
two souls who kept growing,
two hearts who chose to be.
