If not you forever, nobody else ever.

There are things in this world I am sure of. The sun will rise, the ocean will meet the shore, and no matter what happens, I will always belong to you. I have lived enough to know that love can be fleeting, that feelings shift like the wind, and that sometimes, even the strongest promises break. But I also know that what I feel for you is different. It does not waver, it does not bend—it is an unshakable, immovable force. If not you forever, then nobody else ever.

I cannot imagine a life where I do not love you. I cannot picture a version of myself that does not wake up with your name pressed into my heart, where my soul does not stretch toward yours like it has known you for a thousand lifetimes. Because I think it has. I think I have loved you before, in another place, another time, and if this world were to end, I would find you in the next one.

Loving you has changed me. It has rewritten the way I see the world, the way I breathe, the way my heart beats. Do you know what that means? It means that even if I tried to love someone else, they would never be enough. They would never reach the places in me that only you have touched. They would never speak the language of my soul the way you do. They would never feel like home.

People say that love should be free, that it should not hold so tightly, but I do not want a love that is light and careless. I do not want a love that slips through my fingers like water. I want a love that stays, a love that fights, a love that chooses me again and again. And I want to give that love back, to pour every piece of me into you until you never doubt that I am yours.

I will not pretend that I am easy to love. I know that I come with storms, with quiet sadness, with a heart that feels too much. I know that there are days when my thoughts are too heavy, when my silence is too loud. But you never run from me. You have never looked at me like I am too much. And because of that, you have me completely. You have my good, my bad, my broken, my whole. You have the parts of me I do not show anyone else.

If not you forever, then nobody else ever. I say it with a steady voice, with a steady heart, because I know it to be true. There is no backup plan, no second choice, no maybe in my love for you. There is only you. Only ever you.

And if the world asks me why, if they tell me that love is about moving on, about finding new beginnings, I will only smile. Because they do not understand. Because they have never loved like this. Because they have never been yours.

Neta.