Because sometimes, love begins with a little noise

We met beneath fluorescent lights, Where headsets buzzed through days and nights. He was loud — too loud, I thought, A presence that my peace had fought. But somewhere in the noise he made, Laughter bloomed and slowly stayed. The sound I once could not endure Became a joy — soft, sweet, and pure. From quiet glances, moments grew, A steady love, sincere and true. And so we’re here, with hearts aligned, To choose a future — joyfully, by design.