I've been holding this in, choosing the right moment. Tonight feels right.
I've thought about this more than I care to admit. No pressure β but also, yes pressure. π
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My dearest,
There are people who walk into your life quietly, without fanfare β and somehow, without trying, they rearrange everything. That's what you've done to me. You've made me want to be more thoughtful, more present, more intentional. That's not a small thing. That's everything.
I don't have grand speeches prepared. I just know that the moments I spend with you feel like the truest version of my days β and I want more of them. A lot more.
β Yours, if you'll have me π
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Perfect. I'm already looking forward to it. π