It came like the dawn, soft and slow,
A feeling I didn’t expect to grow.
A chance encounter, a fleeting glance,
That sparked a flame, a quiet romance.
No plans were made, no future set,
Yet here we are, where hearts have met.
You slipped into my life, unplanned,
And now I hold your gentle hand.
In moments small, in words unspoken,
Love bloomed in places once left broken.
A love I didn’t know to seek,
Now makes my heart so strong, yet weak.
For in your eyes, I see my fate,
A love that came but wasn’t late.
Unexpected, yet so true,
I never thought I'd fall for you.
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