Today, a realization dawned on me once again that I’ve only come to know fragments of you—gentle and tender parts that linger in the corners of my mind. Each day, loving you feels like reading an unfolding story, full of twists I can’t predict. But with every turn of the page, there’s always something unexpected to uncover—initially unfamiliar, yet it captivates me. The more I read, the deeper I’m drawn into the world of you. My dearest, how can I ever thank the universe enough for granting me the privilege of your presence in my life? I consider myself lucky to have crossed paths with you among the billions of people in this world. Truly, I can only wonder how much goodness I must have carried from the past to be blessed with the chance to love you, to cherish you, and to witness your growth alongside mine. This blessing, one I don’t fully understand but am so thankful for, has saved me in ways that go beyond words. You’ve painted the canvas of my life with colors I never knew existed, bringing hues to my existence that are unlike anything I could ever find in anyone else. I love you dearly, so dearly. I love you like you’re so much a part of me. Intertwine your fingers with mine, and let us alter each other’s lives for the better.