I will take responsibility for my mistakes and try to do better.

I want to be the person who stays after everyone else leaves.

I will pick up the kids when school ends if you’re running late.

I’ll bring your lunch tomorrow so you don’t have to skip it.

I intend to grow, not to stay comfortable and blame you for the rest.

I plan to be someone you can count on for the small emergencies.

I will come back after fights to talk, not to prove I was right.

I will defend you when someone speaks for you instead of listening.

I want to keep working on us, even when progress is slow.

I will sit through the movie you pick even if I fall asleep.

I am committing to try again after we mess up, not to walk away.

I will stay patient while we untangle the things we mess up.

I’ll take the late train if you need me there at 11.

I will hold up my end when money gets tight and schedules cramped.

I put your jacket on the chair so you can grab it without looking.

I will be steady company on the boring evenings and the busy ones.

I’ll remember to text you when I leave work so you stop waiting.

I’ll water the plant you forgot for a week so it doesn’t die.

I put your spare toothbrush in the bathroom so we never have to ask.

I mean to keep showing up, even on days I feel tired of trying.

I will choose us when decisions are tight and say so out loud.

I promise to keep a calendar invite for us, and actually open it.

I will tell you my plan for the weekend before I make other arrangements.

I’ll rotate the laundry schedule so the chore never piles up on you.

I promise to bring you soup and chopsticks when you’re sick, no questions asked.

I will take your dog when you’re away without turning it into a burden.

I will admit when I’m wrong and say I’m sorry without adding excuses.

I will learn to cook your grandmother’s stew and make it on hard days.

I will remember your mother’s birthday and make the call even if it’s awkward.

I promise to tell you when I’m angry rather than shutting down.

I will be honest when I’m unsure and ask for help instead of pretending.

I will show up for parent evenings even if I dread small talk.

I’ll call you first on rough mornings and sit through the silence with you.

I promise to feed your procrastination with harmless dares and gentle coercion.

I vow to rearrange the cushions so you have to negotiate for your throne.

I’ll always be the person to suggest dessert first and consequences second.

I promise to schedule our weekday ritual: one bad joke, one better kiss.

I vow to purposely misread the recipe and make something better by accident.

I will always volunteer to taste-test your midnight snacks and offer dubious critiques.

Keep your mug on the left; I’ll always use it wrong on purpose.