I'm not talking about Hollywood stories where someone stands in the rain with a bouquet and a confession. I'm talking about everyday magic - those little moments that say much more than any words.

For example...

💬 He doesn't just listen - he hears.
You mentioned in passing that you like jasmine tea? A couple of days later, he brings you exactly that. Without pathos, without hints. Just because he remembered.

⏳ You don't count the time.
With him, hours fly by like minutes. And even if you're just silent together - you feel calm. And even good.

📱 He writes first. Often. Just like that.
Not because he has to. But because he wants to. And you no longer catch yourself thinking "what if I'm imposing myself" — because you feel: mutual.

🌍 The world seems to become kinder.
Even if the day was hard, you suddenly smile, remembering how he funny wrinkled his nose or sent you a photo of his breakfast, which "came out in the shape of a heart."

💫 You are you. Without filters.
With him, you don't want to be "the best version of yourself." With him, you want to be yourself. And you feel that this is enough.

Sometimes we don't immediately realize that we have met someone special. But the heart always tells us. Quietly. Softly. Through small signs.

So, if you recognize someone between the lines now — maybe it's not just a coincidence. ❤️

And what small signs were there in your story? Will you tell us?