For my only one

This isn't just a book, this is my heart, spilled open.
Every page, every word, every trembling line of poetry belongs to her. To Tira.

She is mine and only mine. My beloved, my muse, my forever. In these poems, I've kept her safe, close to me, wrapped inside the warmth of my words. She resides in my heart, my mind, my very soul. I cannot escape her, nor do I wish to.

Our love story isn't told in grand castles or epic wars, it's written in whispered verses, stolen glances, and the way my universe bends whenever she smiles. I love her till the edge of the cosmos and back, and even then, my love does not end.

This is not just poetry, it is devotion carved into eternity.
I love you. I love you, TIRA.

- Lovesick Romeo