From your Bujjodu 😁
9 years of knowing you… and 19 months of choosing you.
You’re my favorite. Innocent, pure, beautiful, and just......the best anthe 😘.
Even on chaotic days, being with you makes things feel okay, and honestly, I don't need anything more.
And when you look at me like I matter… I feel like the luckiest man on the planet 🥺.
Fast walks, bright lights, and you holding my hand like it belonged there. It felt unreal.
We looked like tourists, acted like kids, and honestly nothing worked as planned but still everything felt perfect by the end.
I still remember how excited you got over the smallest things.
New York was loud… but we were in our own bubble that we barely noticed any of it.
Windy city, goofy selfies, and you calling me out for my “serious face” 😌
We kept saying “one more photo”, but it never really stopped 🤣
It was cold, but being with you made it feel like it din't matter.
It was one of those trips I didn't want to end 🥹
Home stopped being just a place. And then it became… us.
Thank you for trusting me enough to share your everyday life with mine.
For turning “my place” into “our place”, with routines, messy laughs, and quiet comfort.
I love how we build something real: patience, inside jokes, late-night movies, and tiny repairs… together.
We've had our fights, said things we didn't mean, talked it through, and ended up closer than before.
I don’t want perfect days. I want honest days, with you, in our little world.
Tap each one.
Abhinaya, thank you for trusting me and choosing this life with me. I notice the way you care by checking on me, sharing your day, remembering the little things that matter to me. You make me feel important in ways I don't even know how to explain.
I notice the effort you put in, even when you’re tired or unsure. I love how you fight with me for me. And when your thoughts get heavy or you feel a little insecure… I want you to hear this clearly: you’re safe with me. I choose you on the calm days, and on the messy ones too.
— your Bow ❤️