I don't think I'll ever be able to fully explain how much I love you, not because I haven't tried, but because what I feel for you exists somewhere deeper than words could ever reach. It's not the kind of love that fades when things get hard or disappears with time, it's steady, constant, and always there, even in the quietest parts of my life. No matter what I'm doing, a part of me is always thinking about you. You show up in my mind in the most natural way, like you've made a home there without even trying. I miss you in the smallest moments, the ones most people wouldn't even notice, like waking up and wishing you were next to me, or when everything goes silent and somehow my thoughts get louder with you in them.