"My one and only"
My Dearest Kristian,
I don’t know if you truly realize the weight of that moment when we met at the beach—but I do. It’s been etched into my memory like waves carving into the shore. From the second I saw you, something shifted in me. Something soft, something deep. And I haven’t stopped thinking about you since.
I fell for you without trying. Maybe it was the way you smiled, like the sun was just another thing in your orbit. Or maybe it was the ease of your presence—how you made the noise of the world feel distant, like it was just you and me and the sound of the ocean breathing between us. Whatever it was, it felt real. It feels real.
I want you to know how much that day meant to me. Not just as a memory, but as the beginning of something I never saw coming. There’s a pull I feel when I think of you—like gravity, only stronger. It makes me want to know everything: the stories behind your laugh, the dreams you hold quietly, the things that scare you and the ones that set you free.
You’ve been in my thoughts more than you can imagine. And I’m writing this not just to say I’ve fallen for you—but to say I’d fall again, every time.
Wherever this leads, I’m grateful for you. For that day. For what you’ve already begun to mean to me.
With all my heart,
Wylo