We Just Wanted to Live

There are some loves that feel like they were written long before two people ever met.

Ours was one of them.

We met in a city that was not ours, under lights that did not belong to us, surrounded by people who never knew that two strangers were quietly becoming each other's entire world. I didn't know his favorite color. He didn't know the sound of my childhood. But somehow, from the very first moment, something inside me recognised him, not as someone new, but as someone i has always been waiting for.

We were never supposed to become a story of war.

We were supposed to become doctors. We were supposed to build a home filled with books, quiet mornings, and ordinary happiness.

But war does not care about what you are supposed to become.

War takes fathers. War takes brothers. War takes cities and leaves behind ghosts. And sometimes, war takes the person you love most and forces you to keep breathing without them.

This is not just a story about war.

This is a story about love that refused to die.

We didn't want to be heroes.

We didn't want to be remembered.

We just wanted to live.