Dear you…

Sometimes it feels like planning things together shouldn’t be this hard… but somehow, it still is. Even the simple stuff like picking a hotel…. Or deciding what we want. It’s like we both care, but the way we show it sucks…

And if I’m honest, it’s mainly communication… Some days we do okay. Some days we miss each other completely. Words get tangled, meanings get lost, and silence stretches longer than it should. It’s disgusting…. but..

But we’re still trying…

We’re not perfect. But we’re in it. And I think that matters more than anything.. Even if it’s clumsy. Even if it’s messy. even when it feels hard to do.

I don’t need it all to be fixed. I just want us to keep choosing each other through the imperfect parts.

v/r,
I