Your love doesn’t rush—
it stays.
It listens.
It knows me in ways words never could.
In your presence, I am softer,
braver,
more myself than I ever was alone.
When the world feels heavy,
you are my calm.
When days feel uncertain,
you are my sure thing.
I don’t love you for who you were
or who you might become—
I love you for who you are,
and for choosing me
the way I choose you
every single day.