From CiCi to Jules
#Juci
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When Autumn Gave Me You
We met in the fall,
when the world was shedding its past—
and maybe, in a way,
so were we.
Two hearts, quietly healing,
carrying stories written in scar tissue.
But somehow, when you looked at me,
I didn’t feel broken anymore.
Now I get to say it—
I have a man.
But not just any man.
A man who opens doors
with his hands and with his heart.
Who spoils me with kindness,
with intention,
with love that feels both rare and real.
He’s the kind of handsome
that makes me pause mid-sentence.
Spiritual, smart,
sexy in that effortless way—
like he was made to be mine.
He makes me feel chosen,
treasured,
held in all the right ways.
He makes me laugh,
makes me glow,
makes me believe.
And every time I catch myself smiling,
I know it’s because of him.
So maybe fall didn’t just bring cooler air—
maybe it brought a warmth
I didn’t know I was waiting for.
Maybe it brought you.
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