You handled that busy room with more patience than I would have — respected.

I’ll text you a single dumb joke every ten minutes until you say stop.

You don’t have to explain everything to me; just say how you feel.

You’re allowed to be fed up tonight; I won’t try to fix everything.

I kept the receipt from the tea you spilled; I’ll replace it, I promise.

If you want to skip dinner plans, say so — I’ll plan around you.

You handled that criticism better than I would have; proud of you.

You sounded tired in the voicemail; leave your keys under the mat.

That delay at the store is petty and annoying; I’m annoyed too.

I’m sorry someone was rude to you today; that was not okay.

You don’t have to pretend it’s fine with me; tell me the truth.

I noticed you skipped lunch; eat something and text me when you feel steady.

You can tell me the worst part first, I’ll take the heavy stuff.

You keep going even when you’re exhausted; I see it and I respect it.

I can hear the tired in your messages; lean on me for tonight.

That stupid email was unfair, and I think you handled it well.

I remembered you like plain yogurt; I’ll pick some up on my way over.

I hate that your day went sideways, I’m still on your side.

I thought of you when I saw the bench we sat on.

I keep thinking about your answer to my dumb question—still funny.

You are the first person I want to tell the little wins to.

When you dance in the doorway I forget what I was stressing about.

I’m still thinking about the way your scarf got tangled in the bike spokes.

Seeing your playlist pop up on my phone made me grin like an idiot.

You falling asleep on my shoulder was the calmest I felt in months.

I’m thinking of your tired face after today; come here and rest against me.

The subway delay was ridiculous; if you’re still out I’ll come get you.

You’re allowed to be cross with today, I’ll be mildly annoying until you smile.

Your scarf got stuck in the door; I’ll bring scissors and a foot massage.

You sounded disappointed; that matters and I’m here to help unpack it.

Your glasses fogged in the rain; I’ll meet you under the awning with mine.

The elevator stuck you felt trapped, come to mine and get real air.

I wish I could unsend parts of your day; until then I’ll listen.

The leftover soup spilled, I’ll bring a towel and a ridiculous movie.

You look exhausted in your selfie; come over and nap on my couch.

Your tote strap snapped, I’ll bring a spare bag and my terrible jokes.

You sounded small on that call; that mattered to me and I’m with you.

Your plant got knocked over, I’ll come fix the soil and stay for coffee.

I know your inbox exploded; take ten minutes and breathe, I’ll wait.

I heard the meeting went sideways — you handled it well, I’m proud of you.