Sri

My dearest Sri,

There's something funny about trying to put you into words — because every sentence I write feels like it's leaving too much out. You are more than anything I could say here, and yet I want to try, because you deserve to be told again and again how extraordinary you are.

I think about the little things the most. The way you laugh at something before you've even finished saying it. The way you make ordinary days feel like something worth remembering. The way being with you — even from far away — feels like coming home.

Distance is the one thing that's hard. But you've made even that beautiful somehow. Every call, every message, every stolen moment — I hold onto all of it. You make the waiting worth it.

Today, I just want you to know: I am so lucky to love you. And I would choose you, every single time.