You’re my partner in crime.
We made this baby.
We messed things up.
We made things up.
We’re still here.

You.
Thanks to you, I know I snore when I have a cold.
Thanks to you, I have someone who will do the cleaning up if I wash.
Thanks to you, I think x10 over if I really need that cardigan.
Thanks to you, I can make some damn mean curries.

Us.
So ordinary.
So mundane.
So everyday.
So passé.

Or would that be us?
Because it feels like forever, but perhaps we just started.
It feels like we’re siblings, in a wrong way and in a right way.

You.
Make me grateful I found love at 21.
You.
Make me grateful I bumped into you when I was looking for trouble.
You.

Picked me apart.
Made me challenge myself.
Hurt me where it hurt the most.
Loved me in a way I couldn’t understand.

But I do now.

You.
And.
Me.

This journey.
Is us.

I now understand.
I now am by your side.
And I know you are by mine.

xx

K