you're small,

but you take up
an unreasonable amount of space in my life.

you think deeply,
you overthink sometimes,

but you care about everything.

you make everything better —
without even trying.

from school corridors
to london streets

to wherever we're going next,

seven years in,
and nothing about this feels old.

it's been growing,
changing,
figuring things out —

and still choosing this.
still choosing you.

can't wait
to live every day with you —

after that,
i don't think
i'll have much to complain about.

still my favourite part
of every plan.