My love,

Loving you has never been a small thing.

It has been building cities at midnight. It lives between spreadsheets and revolutions and dreams sketched in between flights.

It has been laughing in foreign countries in between passionate, emotionally charged exchanges, and still somehow pulling off the impossible together.

With you, life moves in blissful directions.

We don't just dream. We build. We transform the abstract into reality. There is something rare about that. About us.

Loving you requires courage. With you, I am learning a different terrain. Sometimes, I feel small when I don't know what you're thinking. And I am still learning how to say that without fear.

But here is what is also true: I feel your love every time you laugh. I feel it in the way we accomplish what others can only dream about.

This Valentines day, I choose you.

Even when it's not easy, and not because we are perfect, but because there is something deeply aligned in our direction, in our capacity to create a life that is not small.

I hope that our love grows, that it learns new languages and no longer demands translation. I want to meet you halfway and further. I want to keep becoming braver with you.

You are not just the person I love. You are the person I build with. You are the person I laugh with in chaos. You are the person whose presence changes the temperature of a room for me.

And even when we struggle, even when we misfire, I still see the architecture of something worth tending between us. I hope that the garden of our love eternally blooms.

Happy Valentine's Day.

With love, Jeni