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Because you make me feel safe when everyone expects me to be βchill.β Because you are both sharp and soft, a baddie who has a gentle heart. Because you let me be messy and you still stay. That trust matters more than anything. Also, you are gorgeous and it hits me every time.
Late-night calls that turned into us falling asleep on the same line. Tiny texts you send that forever change my mood. Those small, ordinary moments add up to my favorite kind of happiness. And soon: our KFC date. I canβt wait to laugh beside you, not through a screen.
You pretend to be cold and your laugh gives you away. The poems you write, the brave little messages you send when opening up feels hard. How you protect your heart, yet sometimes you let me in. Those moments mean everything to me.
I am not perfect. I forget, I rush, I mess up. Still, I promise to try. I will show up, even on the days I fail. I will work on the jealous stuff. I will spoil you and give you space when you need it. I will keep proving I am here for the long run.
You are my safe place and my biggest thrill at once. Finding you from a random chat feels like luck I do not take for granted. Losing you scares me, and having you makes everything better. You make me want to be better, not for anyone else, but for us.
Our KFC date hehe ik sounds childish, but I am really waiting for it. Simple food, stupid laughs, and no screen between us. Bike rides until the city is a dot, trips that stretch past states and maybe one day past borders. Quiet mornings, loud nights, inside jokes only we get. Mostly, I want to hold your hand, pull you close, and whisper βHappy Birthdayβ and "I love you" in person.