for sumitra ji — written before sunrise

Good morning, Butterfly.

Before anything else today, there's something I need you to have.

Yesterday, I made a joke about your 10th and 12th marks, and I realized it hurt you. I never meant to make you feel bad. I'm not going to explain the joke or expect you to laugh it off. I just want you to know that I'm truly sorry. 🙏

Sorry was for what I said.

This is for who you are.

I love you. ❤️

Not 70%. Not 100%. You're never just a number. You're the person who makes my ordinary days feel special, who makes me smile without trying, and the one I wanted to officially call my wife soon. No marks could ever measure your worth, and I should never have joked about them. 💛

the argument I never win

I know what happens every time I try to give you a gift—you smile, say "no," and somehow still win. So I won't try today.
Instead, if you were here with me right now, I'd just hold you in the biggest hug and never let go until you felt how deeply I love you. 🤗

A few things that are true every morning

You laugh before I even finish the joke. 😊

I'm an overthinker... mostly because I care so much about you.

You call yourself an overthinker, but I don't see it. I just see someone thoughtful. ❤️

You never let me buy you gifts, so today I'm sending you hugs instead. 🤗

Every morning feels better because you're in my life. 🌅

One tiny favor 🤍

If you've truly forgiven me, will you send me a selfie with your beautiful smile? 😊 I want to see that smile and know, with my own eyes, that everything is okay between us.

I know... I'm being a little selfish asking for this. 😅 But I'd really, really love it. ❤️

I love you, Sumitra Ji. ❤️

Every morning, even when I make mistakes, my heart is still yours.
Today, tomorrow, and always. ❤️