16 April 2025.It started as a simple conversation.
Nothing special.
No expectations.
That day, we had no idea
that this conversation would turn into a habit,
and that habit would slowly become love.
In the beginning,
we shared photos.
Random selfies.
Unfiltered smiles.
Mirror pictures.
Tired faces that still made us laugh.
Instagram reels followed.
“Did you see this?”
“This feels like us.”
And the laughter never really stopped.
Slowly,
our conversations stopped being limited to a screen.
Our hearts got involved.
Every day began to have a part
that belonged only to us.
There was laughter.
There were jokes.
There were moments of unexplained anger.
“Why did you reply so late?”
“Why didn’t you understand what I meant?”
We argued.
Some fights went deep.
Ego stepped in at times.
Silence took over.
Sometimes there was a whole night of distance.
But it always came back to the same words.
“I’m sorry.”
“Let it go.”
“You matter more.”
We learned how to get upset.
And we learned how to make things right.
Each time, we grew closer.
Each time, love grew stronger.
Along the way,
we met people.
Some smiled and said,
“You both look good together.”
And some didn’t like our love at all.
But the truth was,
we didn’t really care.
The world kept moving on the side,
and we were lost in each other.
Trust kept growing.
We began to understand each other better.
We saw good days,
and we faced some difficult ones too.
But our hands never let go.
And somehow,
we didn’t even realize
how much time we had spent together.
So many photos.
So many reels.
So many memories
that only we truly understand.
Then came
31 December 2025.
The whole year passed
as if the conversation had just begun yesterday.
One story was ending,
and a deeper one was about to begin.
We looked back,
and one thing was clear.
Love wasn’t just formed,
it survived.
The year ended.
But we didn’t.
We were still there.
Together.
Stronger than ever.
