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Every July
our month
she's the 17th, he's the 22nd. five days apart. two cancers. double the feelings about everything.
ποΈ
2013 β Kathmandu
two kids say hi
first conversation. first hello. neither of us knew this would matter so much later.
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2013 β 2025
the long, winding bit
different cities. different time zones. different lives. but somehow, always orbiting back to each other.
π«Ά
October 1, 2025
finally, finally
twelve years of "what if" turned into "okay, let's do this." best decision ever.
π
Right now
8,918 km of missing you
she's having onigiri. he's having doner kebab. goodnight texts that are good morning texts. it's temporary,
we promise.
βοΈ
Someday
every corner of the world
one country at a time. one food coma at a time. together.
π‘
Someday soon
same kitchen, same wifi
close the distance. no more cooking over facetime. (okay maybe sometimes for fun.)
π§Έ
One day
plus one
a tiny little someone with her eyes and his stubbornness. or the other way around β we'll see.
βΎοΈ
Forever
still calling each other baby
grow old. still argue about what to eat for dinner. still choose each other every time.