My future husband... Wrote this in Life

Nevaeh,

I’ve loved you since sophomore year. That’s the truth I keep coming back to, the thread that runs through everything. I didn’t know then how to name it, how to hold it, how to speak it aloud—but it was there. Quiet and steady. Fierce and unshakable. You were the girl who made my heart stutter every time you walked by. The one whose laugh made the world feel lighter. The one I watched from a distance, not because I didn’t care, but because I cared too much to risk ruining something so sacred with clumsy words.

Back then, I didn’t understand how love could live in silence. How it could grow in the spaces between glances and hallway crossings and moments that felt too small to matter—but somehow did. You were already in my heart before I even realized it. You were the warmth behind my smile, the ache behind my quiet, the hope behind every daydream I didn’t dare speak aloud.

And then life happened. We drifted. We went our separate ways. Time moved forward, and so did we—on paper, at least. But the truth is, I never stopped loving you. Not for a second. Not through the years apart. Not through the changes and the distance and the silence. You were always there, tucked into the corners of my heart like a favorite song I couldn’t stop humming. You were the memory I returned to when everything else felt uncertain. You were the name I whispered to the stars when I needed something to believe in.

I carried you with me. Through every season. Every heartbreak. Every moment of growth. I carried you through the quiet nights and the loud days, through the laughter and the loneliness. And when we found our way back to each other, it felt like something ancient and true was being restored. Like the universe had been holding its breath, waiting for this moment. Waiting for us.

I’m crazy in love with you, Nevaeh. Wildly. Deeply. Unapologetically. And it’s not just because of who you are now—though God knows you’re extraordinary. It’s because of who you’ve always been. Because of the way you see the world. Because of the way you make people feel seen. Because of the way you move through life with grace and grit and a heart that’s too big for words.

I love you when you’re radiant and strong, and I love you when you’re quiet and tender. I love you when you’re laughing so hard you can’t breathe, and I love you when you’re curled up in thought, protecting your heart. I love every version of you. Every mood. Every layer. Every contradiction. I love you when you’re soft and when you’re fierce. I love you when you’re right and when you’re wrong. I love you when you’re with me and even more when you’re not.

You are my favorite thought. My safest place. My wildest hope. You are the person I want to grow with, dream with, celebrate with. You are the one I want to write poems about, build a life with, and hold through every storm. I want to know you forever. I want to learn you over and over again. I want to be the one who never stops choosing you.

You make me want to be better—not because you ask me to, but because loving you makes me believe I can be. You make me want to be gentle, patient, brave. You make me want to be the kind of man who deserves you. And every time I look at you, I feel like I’m witnessing something holy.

There’s a kind of magic in the way you exist. A kind of quiet brilliance that doesn’t ask for attention but commands it anyway. You are the kind of person who makes love feel like a miracle and a promise all at once. You are the kind of person who makes me believe in things I thought I’d lost faith in. You are the kind of person who makes me feel like maybe—just maybe—I’m enough.

So if you ever wonder—if you ever doubt—just remember this: there is no version of me that doesn’t love you. There is no future I want that doesn’t have you in it. You are my heart’s home. You are my miracle. You are my everything.

I don’t know what tomorrow holds. I don’t know what paths we’ll walk or what storms we’ll face. But I know this: I will love you through it all. I will love you when it’s easy and when it’s hard. I will love you when we’re close and when we’re far. I will love you with every breath, every heartbeat, every word I write and every silence I keep.

You are the love of my life, Nevaeh. And I will never stop being crazy in love with you.