I wasn't looking for him.
In fact, I wasn't looking for anyone.
I was too busy trying to survive the noise in my own head — the endless overthinking, the laughter that sometimes hid exhaustion, the chaos that felt like home.
Love wasn't on my list. Peace was.
But then he appeared — quietly, without warning, like he had no idea how much everything would change just by existing.
He didn't arrive with fireworks or grand gestures.
He arrived with a simple question: "Are you okay?"
And somehow, that was enough to make my world stop spinning.
He didn't fix me.
He didn't try to.
He just stayed — patient, calm, steady — until my chaos started to make sense again.
Looking back now, I don't think he ever realized how much he saved me.
And maybe that's the beauty of it — love doesn't always announce itself.
Sometimes, it just walks in quietly...
and teaches your storm how to rest.
That's how it started — the calm that changed everything.
And that's where our story begins — with chaos learning how to love calm.