I’m glad you still steal fries from my plate without asking.

I want to keep sharing the small stubborn comforts we both refuse to change.

I want to keep swapping recipes and ruining some together.

I appreciate how you fix the loose button with that same old needle.

I love that you remember where I hide the spare umbrella.

I want to keep interrupting your TV shows just to hear you laugh.

I want to keep sharing playlists that make us both roll our eyes.

I love how you insist on watering the plant every Wednesday without fail.

I’m grateful for your steady presence when the week goes sideways.

I like that you still leave sticky notes on the fridge with terrible handwriting.

I want to keep borrowing your scarf and pretending it’s mine.

I love sitting beside you in silence and knowing it’s okay.

I want to keep hearing your voice on the porch in the morning.

I’m fond of the scratch on your thumb from the garden last week.

Your dry joke about the thermostat is part of my day now.

I want to keep learning the little ways you take your coffee.

I love how you fold the laundry into neat piles; it calms me.

Seeing your jacket on the chair tells me I’m glad you came back.

I like that we both forget names at dinner and laugh about it.

I love falling asleep to the sound of you turning pages.

I enjoy lying awake planning small trips with you next year.

I like that we buy the same cheap ice cream and pretend it's special.

I miss your shoulder to nap on after a long afternoon.

I appreciate that you notice when I'm trying to hide being tired.

I like trading headlines with you over toast each morning.

I feel warm thinking of the curtains you always straighten.

I am grateful you make space for my clutter on the bookshelf.

I enjoy your laugh more than any quiet room.

I like that you leave Post-its with silly reminders on the fridge.

I love hearing your voice on the phone when I'm washing up.

I want to keep being the one you complain to about cold showers.

I still get a little excited when you say my name from the doorway.

I love that you call me from the hardware store to pick a screw.

I want to keep being the person you tell small victories to.

I like that we share the same old mug for iced coffee.

I enjoy making plans for a Sunday that ends with nothing special.

I am proud of how patient you are with my stubborn mornings.

I love that you water the plants even when you're tired.

I like holding your hand in the grocery aisle like we did last week.

I appreciate that you remember which salsa I prefer.