February 14, 2026
Why I Love You
A letter written in heartbeats
February 14, 2026
A letter written in heartbeats
Every love has its reasons, and every reason has its story.
That smile, it disarms me every single time. The way your whole face lights up, the way your eyes soften. It's the first thing I fell for, and no matter how many times I see it, it still stops me in my tracks.
You love me in a way I didn't know I needed. Not loud, not for show, but deep, steady, and real. You love me in the small moments, in the quiet ones, in the ones nobody else sees. And that's what makes it everything.
You care about me in ways that go beyond words. The way you notice when something's off, the way you check in without being asked, you make me feel seen in a world where most people just look past you.
When you laugh, really laugh, time stops for me. That sound is my favorite sound in the entire world. I'd do anything, say the dumbest things, just to hear it one more time.
Being with you doesn't feel like falling. It feels like arriving. Like I've been wandering my whole life and didn't realize it until I found you. You're not just someone I love, you're where I belong.
Those three words, every single day. You ask me if I ate like it's the most important question in the world and the way you say it, I believe it is. That's not just a question. That's love in its purest form.
You remind me to drink water like you're personally keeping me alive and honestly, you kind of are. It's such a small thing, but it tells me everything about who you are: someone who cares about the little things that keep the people they love going.
You stay with me on the call until I drift off. You don't hang up. You don't rush. You just... stay. And in that silence, with your breathing on the other end, I feel more safe than I've ever felt anywhere.
Every morning, that's the first thing you ask. Before anything else in your day, you want to know if I rested okay. You have no idea how much that means to be the first thought on someone's mind when they wake up.
When the world gets loud, you are my quiet. When everything feels like too much, you are my enough. You don't fix things by saying the right words you fix them just by being there. You are my peace.
Home isn't a place for me anymore. It's your voice at the end of a long day. It's your name on my screen. It's knowing that no matter what happens out there, I have you to come back to.
That mysterious, unbothered, slightly chaotic energy you carry, I'm obsessed with it. The way you move through life with that quiet confidence, that little edge, that "I don't need anyone but I chose you" attitude. It drives me insane in the best way.
Nobody says my name the way you do. There's something in the way it sounds coming from you softer, warmer, like it was always meant to be said by your voice and no one else's.
You're real in a world full of filters. You say what you feel, you let things out, you never pretend to be someone you're not. And somehow, you do it all without ever being harsh or unkind. That honesty, that raw, beautiful way you exist, it's rare, and I'm so lucky to love someone so genuinely themselves.
Not because you ask me to. Not because you pressure me. But because loving you makes me want to deserve it. You inspire me to grow, to show up, to build something worth having for us.
That nickname you gave me "Kuku." it's ours, and it's perfect. But the way it sounds when you say it? That's the best music I've ever heard. No song, no melody, nothing in this world comes close to the way my name sounds in your voice.
You are my favorite chapter in a story I never want to end. Every moment with you feels like coming home not to a place, but to a feeling I never knew I was searching for. I love you not just for who you are, but for who I become when I'm with you. Today, tomorrow, and every day after, you are my always.
Forever Yours
Valentine's Day 2026
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