Lover of Mine(Insp From Louyah's Version But Ours Luna)

Luna, If you ever find your way to this song, I don't want you to listen to it wondering what I was trying to say. I want you to feel it. Because there are things I could spend forever trying to explain, and somehow none of the words would be enough. You were never just someone I happened to meet. You were the person who somehow found a door in me that I didn't even realize was still there. And when you walked through it, something changed. The nights felt different. The silence felt different. Even being alone didn't feel quite as lonely when I knew you were somewhere on the other side of that distance. There was something about us that never needed to be forced. We could disappear into conversations. We could lose hours together. We could play, laugh, tease each other, sit in silence, or simply exist in the same little corner of the world—and somehow that was enough. You became one of those rare people where I didn't feel like I had to perform being okay. I could just be Daniel. And somehow, you let me believe that was enough. I wonder if you ever understood what that meant to me. I wonder if you knew that every little piece of yourself you trusted me with became precious to me. The things you were proud of. The things you were afraid of. The things you didn't know how to explain. The parts of yourself you probably wished were easier to love. I never looked at those things and wished you were different. I looked at you. And I loved the person standing there. Not an idealized version. Not a version without storms. You. The whole you. That's the part I wish I could somehow put into your hands so you could keep it forever. You never had to become easier for me to stay. You never had to be flawless for me to care. And you never had to convince me that you were worth loving. You already were. You already are. Maybe that's why what we had still feels so difficult to put into ordinary words. Because how do you explain finding someone who can be thousands of miles away and somehow feel closer than people standing right beside you? How do you explain becoming attached to someone's presence when you've never even needed their physical touch to feel them beside you? How do you explain the strange kind of intimacy that grows when two people slowly hand each other pieces of their hearts through a screen, night after night, until one day you realize... This person feels like home. That's what you became to me, Luna. Not a cage. Not something I wanted to own. Home. A place where I could finally put everything down. And I hope you felt even a little of that with me. Because if I could give you one thing from everything we shared, it wouldn't be another promise. It would be the ability to see yourself through my eyes for just one moment. You would see someone worth waiting for. Someone worth understanding. Someone worth being gentle with. Someone whose heart never needed to be perfect to deserve tenderness. You would see the person I saw. The person who could walk into an ordinary night and somehow make it unforgettable simply by being there. And if someday life becomes loud again... If you start believing you're too complicated, too distant, too difficult, or somehow too much for someone to stay— please remember this. There was once someone who knew the storms existed... and still looked toward you like you were the light. Not because you had to save him. Not because he needed you to be perfect. But because somewhere along the way, loving you became one of the most natural things his heart had ever learned. I don't know what tomorrow does with our story. I don't know what distance does. I don't know what time changes. But I know what those nights meant to me. I know what you meant to me. And I know that somewhere inside me, there will always be a quiet place that remembers exactly how it felt when the world became smaller because you were there. So this is for you, Luna. For the girl behind the messages. For the heart behind the silence. For every version of you that wondered whether she was worth staying for. For every night you needed somewhere safe. For every piece of yourself you trusted me enough to show. And for the person I still hope knows, even after all this time: You never had to shine brighter for me to see you. I saw you in the dark. And somehow... you were still the most beautiful light in my world.