There are a thousand versions of me that the world has known.
The one who knows what to say. The one who keeps going. The one who insists everything is fine. But then there is the person I am with you.
You have always had this quiet way of seeing past everything I thought I needed to explain. You notice the things I don't say. You know when my silence means I am tired and when it means I need you closer.
I used to think love would announce itself. That there would be some unmistakable moment when everything changed.
But loving you was quieter than that.
It happened in the spaces between the important moments. In glances across crowded rooms. In conversations that lasted too long. In your hand finding mine without thinking.
Until one day I realised there was no version of tomorrow I could imagine without instinctively placing you somewhere inside it.
Maybe that is what forever really is.
Not a promise you make once, but a person you keep choosing without ever having to remind yourself why.
And of all the people I have been in this lifetime, the person I have loved being most is the one I am when I am beside you.
Always Yours,
