Sometimes, with just your gaze, everything finds meaning. The hustle and bustle of life quiets, and the mere fact of being near you makes everything bearable, even beautiful. You are not a refuge, but a place where I stop running. The hectic world does not know even the small things. That a smile can become music, that existence can become destiny. But I know. Since your presence in my days, there has been an ineffable delicacy. It can only be felt. And I feel it. Silently, strongly. As if I am living something that even time cannot erase.