I don't think I will ever find the perfect words for what you mean to me. Still, if I had to try, I would say this: you are the kind of person who makes ordinary days feel worth remembering.

You became a part of my life so naturally that now it is difficult to imagine my little world without you in it. Your smile, your moods, your silly moments, your beautiful heart — somehow, all of it became home to me.

I know I am not perfect. I know there will be days when I say the wrong thing, misunderstand something, or fail to express what I really mean. But one thing I never want you to doubt is how deeply I care about you.

I want to keep learning you. I want to keep collecting tiny memories with you. I want the boring mornings, the random calls, the laughter, the arguments we solve, the celebrations, the quiet evenings and all the little things nobody else would understand.

If life is a long story, I don't need every chapter to be perfect. I just want your name somewhere in every beautiful one.

Thank you for being you. Thank you for becoming my favourite person without even trying.