A Letter to You
Dear Khenisha,
— Always yours
Khenisha… will you be my girl?
For Khenisha
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A Letter to You
Dear Khenisha,
— Always yours
Khenisha… will you be my girl?
I'm sitting here with the biggest smile on my face right now. I don't think you understand what this means to me. You just made me the happiest person alive, and I promise you — I'll spend every day proving that saying yes was the right choice.
Now listen. Tomorrow at Economics tuition — sit with me. Right next to me, shoulder to shoulder. I want to be the one you lean over to when you don't understand something, the one who passes you notes when the teacher isn't looking, the one you look at when something funny happens. That seat next to me? It's been yours the whole time. You just didn't know it yet.
You're my girl now. And I'm never letting you go.
Three times, Khenisha. I noticed. I always notice when it comes to you.
I don't know what you're looking for in these words — maybe reassurance, maybe just to feel something. But here's a secret I buried in the code just for you: I'd write this letter a thousand times if it meant you'd read it once more.
Whatever happens from here — I'm just glad it's you. It was always you.