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“Hey, do you remember when we first met?”
It was an ordinary afternoon, nothing remarkable — until you walked toward me.
The sunlight in your eyes felt like it carried its own glow, and for a moment, I lost my sense of direction.
I didn’t say a word, but my heart already knew.

“Orlina, when we were together,

we shared both joy and sorrow.

But we held on to each other — always.
We never gave up.

You loved me deeply, and I loved you just as much.”

“Do you remember our ‘I do’?

I stood there in white, hands trembling,

and you held mine and whispered,

‘From today on, I walk with you.’

I smiled through tears —because in that moment,
every dream finally had a name.”

“You still hold my hand like it’s always been ours.”
Time softened our days
and silvered your hair,
but your hand never stopped reaching for mine.Through every joy and storm,
you stayed —just as you promised.Growing old
was simply growing closer.