To YOU

If the universe ever paused for beauty,

it would stop at the sound of your name — Yuktha.

Every syllable feels like a sunset that forgot to fade,

a whisper that turned into a forever.

You walk — and even the wind learns grace.

You smile — and time forgets to keep count.

I swear, the stars rearrange themselves

every night, just to mirror your quiet kind of light.

You are not a person I met,

you are a story I was always meant to remember.

Like rain meeting the ocean;

we didn’t start, we continued.

When I hold your hand,

it feels like the world finally makes sense —

as if every wrong turn I took

was leading me to this exact breath beside you.

If love had a color,

it would be the shade of your eyes when they look at me;

that golden-hour kind of magic,

where everything ordinary starts glowing.

So if forever ever asks me to choose,

I’d still choose you.

Not once,

but in every life I get to love again.