Documenting Us

We talked every single day for a year, building a world out of text messages and inside jokes. And then, reality shifted. Now, we talk once every six months.

This isn't a polished romance novel with a guaranteed happy ending. This is a living document of him and me, the silence in between, the rush of a semi-annual notification, and the quiet hope driving me toward a single milestone: meeting him in 2028.

Whether this ends in a heartbreak or a happily ever after depends entirely on what happens next. This is us, documented.