Echoes of Our Beginnings: A Symphony of Firsts.

 I reminisced about you, those initial days we'd share. The secret, stolen glances, the surprise of our first cotton candy, gazing at the first star by the seaside, the initial perusal of that special six-striped book, the melody of our first duet, and the exhilarating tumble from the first two-wheeled bicycle.

I thought about you, and within me, a galaxy of stars twinkled, while around me, smiles formed a protective embrace. I thought about you, as if poetry itself had been penned exclusively for us. I thought about you, as life found its purpose anew, and the first song we ever sang whispered secrets about who we were.

I contemplated the miracle of us standing side by side, the grandeur of our togetherness, symbolized by an untouched ladybug necklace. Those moments when our thoughts and feelings would synchronize, the uncharted paths we'd explore together for the very first time, the mornings we knew were destined to dawn, and the sensation of being the sole touch upon his lips. I thought about you, envisioning a spring painted with stars that would emerge when our hands finally touched.