Side A · Our story so far
Every year with you: my favorite year.
Chapter one
Neither of us tells it quite the same way, which is how you know it's a good story. There was a crowded room, a borrowed lighter, a joke that wasn't even that funny.
What I remember is this: I left wanting to know what you'd say next.
I still do.
Our story
Three hours of talking that felt like twenty minutes. The waiter gave up on us entirely.
One drawer became one flat. Your books mixed into mine and never came back out.
You knew before the question was finished. You always know.
Takeaway on the floor of a half-painted room. Honestly? Top five date ever.
Us in numbers
years
months
days
together — and counting
hours
min
sec
…and counting
The album
Side B: the pictures we never post.
The letter
The promise
Same team. Same table. Same song. Here's to the next chapter of us.
— yours, always