Hey… I built something for you.

Don’t worry. It’s not a long speech.
(Okay… maybe a little.)

I was hoping you’d say yes. Good choice.

Before anything dramatic…
I just want to say this.

You make my days softer.
You make my problems smaller.
And somehow… you make me want to be better.

Do you remember this?

A heart shape made with hands against the sky.

This was the day I realised you weren’t just “someone I liked”. You were someone I didn’t want to lose.

And this…
This is where I fell a little harder than I planned to.

Quick question.

Do you make my life better?

Am I lucky to have you?

Are you secretly obsessed with me?

When I think about tomorrow…

I don’t imagine perfect days. I imagine ordinary ones — but with you in them. That’s the difference. I want more random laughs, more stupid arguments, more late-night talks, more “us”.

So I have one last question.