Kaelyn you wrote my world

I remember the night when the silence broke,

You walked in my life like a spark and smoke.

Every broken piece I’d been hiding away,

You touched with a smile and you made ’em okay.

The shadows I carried were heavy as stone,

But you traced every crack like they were your own.

And suddenly colors I thought had all died,

Came rushing back burning like July sky.

And I never knew what love could unveil,

Till your heartbeat found mine on a runaway trail…

Kaelyn, you wrote my world,

Like lightning on an empty page unfurled.

You took the black and turned it into gold,

A story written brighter than I ever told.

Kaelyn, you wrote my world,

Every line a truth that I could never word.

Now the ink is fire every time you smile—

You wrote my world… you made it worthwhile.

I’d been running from ghosts that I couldn’t outrun,

Memories burning holes like the desert sun.

But you stood beside me, fearless and sure,

Saw the battle scars and still wanted more.

You lifted the weight I’d been dying beneath,

Said a wounded man still deserves to breathe.

And every doubt screaming loud in my head,

You quieted down with three words you said.

In the wreckage you found something worth saving,

And showed me love’s more than just misbehaving…

Kaelyn, you wrote my world,

Like lightning on an empty page unfurled.

You took the black and turned it into gold,

A story written brighter than I ever told.

Kaelyn, you wrote my world,

Every line a truth that I could never word.

Now the ink is fire every time you smile—

You wrote my world… you made it worthwhile.

Ohhh, every chapter you touched came alive,

You’re the reason my heart learned how to survive.

And if the pages ever tear or fade,

I’d rewrite ’em all just to keep your name.

Kaelyn, you wrote my world,

From the first soft whisper to the flags unfurled.

You took the dark and turned it into light,

A symphony of colors in the dead of night.

Kaelyn, you wrote my world,

Every breath of yours is the truth I’ve heard.

And if the ink runs dry or the stars fall down—

You wrote my world…

And baby, I’m yours now.