One year of love feels like watching the steady unfolding of a garden, each moment a petal revealing itself in vibrant colors we could have never imagined. From the tentative beginnings, when everything felt fragile, to the steady growth that brought us here, every day has added depth to the roots of what we share. Through the warmth of our laughter and the cool quiet of understanding, we’ve nurtured this bond with care and tenderness, tending to it through seasons of joy and hardship alike.Each glance, a silent promise. Each touch, a reassurance. In a single year, we’ve built something timeless, something that feels as though it has always been, waiting to be discovered between us. Our love has flourished in the everyday moments—the shared meals, the late-night conversations, and even the disagreements that deepened our understanding of one another. Together, we’ve created a space that feels like home, a place where we can both be vulnerable, yet safe.And like a garden, this love will continue to grow, weathering storms, basking in light, and producing something more beautiful with each passing season. As the days stretch into another year, I look forward to watching what we will continue to cultivate—a love that, despite its youth, already feels boundless and eternal.