There are things I have been carrying quietly inside me for a long time β things I tried to say out loud and never could. So I built this instead. Eight chapters, written with shaking hands and an honest heart. Please read every word.
By the end, you will understand exactly why I made this. And there will be a question waiting β the most important one I have ever asked anyone.
"I have looked at you in a million ways and loved you in each."
Every door that closed, every detour, every wrong turn β I believe now it was the universe arranging itself so I would end up exactly here. Right in front of you. Heart full. Completely certain.
You are not someone who happened to me. You are someone I was always, quietly, moving towards. And the moment I found you, everything finally made sense.
"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
"In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine."
People ask "what do you love about her?" β and I don't know where to start, because the answer is everything. But I tried:
Entire galaxies. I could get lost in them forever and never want to be found.
My single favourite sound in the universe. It rewrites every bad day instantly.
The way you think and feel β I've never met anyone like you, not even close.
You make the world softer just by being in it. People feel warmer when you walk in.
You carry everything so quietly. It takes my breath away, every single time.
Not just your face β the way you move, speak, care. All of it, breathtaking.
Rare, luminous, irreplaceable. I searched for you in every life before this one.
Free, untameable, yet somehow you chose me. I will never stop being grateful.
The messy parts. The quiet parts. The loud 3am parts. I love every single bit.
"I am catastrophically in love with you."
"You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known β and even that is an understatement."
"I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone."
"I want to be your favourite hello and your hardest goodbye."
"If I know what love is, it is because of you."
"You are the poem I never knew how to write, and this life is the story I have always wanted to tell."
I have never been more sure of anything. Not a single thing in my entire life has felt this clear, this right, this inevitable. You are it for me. You have always been it. And I need you to know that before you read the next page.
"I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day."
I don't want just the good days. I want your 3am moods, your impossible days, and all the quiet ordinary moments in between. I want all of it. All of you. Forever.
"In case you ever foolishly forget β I am never not thinking of you."
I have written and deleted this a hundred times. I have searched for the perfect words and found that there are none β because what I feel for you is bigger than language. So I will just say it plainly, the way I mean it:
You are the most extraordinary person I have ever known. The way you carry your heart β openly, bravely, without armour β makes me want to be softer, braver, better. You make me want to be the kind of person who deserves you. Every single day.
With every star above as my witness, with everything I am and everything I have β will you be mine?
From this moment forward, every sunrise will feel warmer, every star will shine a little brighter β because you said yes. Because you chose me.
"I choose you. And I'll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I'll keep choosing you."
Mine. Always. πΉ