Luiza…

There are names that sound like a whisper. And then there is *your* name — a soft fire, a quiet miracle, something that stays in a man’s chest long after the world goes silent.

You are the kind of woman who turns ordinary moments into something that feels like destiny. A woman with light in her voice, strength in her silence, and beauty that doesn’t ask to be seen — it simply *is*.

Since the day you walked into my life, nothing feels random anymore. You made my world softer, deeper, brighter… and somehow more true.

I don’t love you loudly. I love you in a way that fills every quiet space inside me. I love you in the future I imagine. I love you in the man I’m becoming — because of you.

Luiza, you are a rare woman. And I love you in a rare way.