Didn't you say no one would ever understand you,
if it wasn't me?
Didn't you say you were only lost in me,
and if it wasn’t me, it would be nobody else?
I remember that night,
the song Anyone by Justin,
how I sent it to you,
thinking of you, thinking of us.
And you said—
"No, this song is for you,
because if it’s not you, it’s no one."
Funny how time moves like a tide,
carrying promises to distant shores.
Now here we are,
me, listening to you talk
about the troubles you’re having
with the love of your life.
And I can’t help but smile.
Life is quick like that, isn’t it?
You—once so guarded,
once so sure no one else would do,
now speaking of her with a softness
I never heard before.
Your heart found its home.
And when a heart finds its home,
it becomes tender.
It opens like a bloom in spring,
ready to understand,
ready to fight,
ready to stay.
She makes you want to be better.
She makes you want to try.
And here I am,
listening, watching,
witnessing the truth—
that love, real love,
always finds its way.
And I am happy for you 😊😊