One match. A lot happened after.
So… we matched.
Okay, I want to keep talking to you.
Four digits. Take a guess.
Make a wish first. Then blow gently toward your microphone.
I wish I was there for the cake and everything after.
Until then, here’s a little bit of us.
I miss you. Even the part where you annoy me.
Come look through our pictures ↗Tap a photo to see it properly.
I made this because I miss you, and apparently looking at our pictures wasn’t enough.
You’re still my favorite person to do absolutely nothing with.
I have something for you to unwrap too, but this part is for the next time I get to have you all to myself.
I can’t book our experience just yet because I don’t know when or where we’ll get to see each other next. But I still want you to choose what you’d like us to do. Once we know, I’ll get it for you, and we’ll do it together.
I’m really looking forward to that. Getting ready with you, going somewhere together, seeing you enjoy yourself, and having another day we can look back on. I want us to take pictures and come home with something new to talk about. Another memory that’s ours.
I wish I could give you that day right now. I miss you so much, and sometimes I don’t know how to say it without just saying “I miss you” again. But this is part of what I mean. I want more time with you. More things we’ve done together. More pictures where I’m actually beside you.
So pick something you want. We don’t have the date yet, but I’m already looking forward to being there with you.
Your choice saves on this device. Send it to me so we can plan it together.A few pages of us. Read left to right, then turn the page.
So… we matched.
Okay, I want to keep talking to you.
Shhh. Come in.
Your first baddie. Be patient.
I wish you were here.
What are we eating first?
Can we have a little more time?
But I’d do it all again for you.
to be continued… with you. See the real pictures ↗
A lot of missing you. And then, days like these.
You like frustrating me, and you’re way too good at it. But I’d rather be frustrated by you than not have you in my life. Don’t let that go to your head.
I know I give you a hard time (still very little compared to how much you annoy me), but I’m proud of you. I love how much you put into the things that matter to you. I’m always rooting for you, even when I’m busy giving you attitude.
The part of you that feels everything. I love that about you. I want to be there for you through everything, even when I’m not good at expressing it.
I miss being able to reach for you instead of my phone. I want more time together without counting down to another goodbye. And maybe sometimes I even miss you annoying me in person.
I don’t always say something in the moment, but the little things you do mean a lot to me. Sometimes I think about them later and wish I’d told you how happy they made me.
I want to go get groceries with you, decide what to eat, and complain about being tired. I miss having you around for things that wouldn’t even make it into our pictures.
Sometimes I have so much to say and somehow none of it comes out right. I know you can’t read my mind. I want to get better at telling you what I feel, because you deserve to hear it from me.
I know I talk a lot about how much you annoy me, but you make me happy too. Sooooo happy. I should probably mention that more often.
Even when I’m being stubborn, I want to understand you. I know we don’t always see things the same way, but I care about how you feel and I want us to figure things out together.
I keep thinking about the next time I’ll see you. What we’ll eat, where we’ll go, and how long I can keep you all to myself. Mostly that last part.
Pick the one you need. Yes, you can open all of them.
You mean soooooooo much to me, my sweet man with big butt.
Happy birthday, my sweet man. I miss you soooooooo much. I wish I was there to wake up next to you, kiss you, and spend the whole day with you. We could go eat something good and come back and cuddle for hours. You would probably find a way to annoy me somewhere in between, but I still want all of it.
Going through our pictures for this made me miss you even more. I kept remembering each time we got to see each other and how happy I was to finally be with you. And then I thought about how all of this started with us matching on Hinge and me sneaking you into the house. I really had no idea what I was getting myself into, but at least you ended up with the biggest blessing of your life. Me, obviously. I’m the funny one and your first baddie, so I understand this has been a lot for you to adjust to. That first night is still my favorite memory, even after everything we’ve done together since.
It’s been about three years now, and we’ve both changed so much. We’ve had good times and some really hard ones too. We haven’t always understood each other, and I know I’m not always good at expressing what I feel. But you mean so much to me. Even when I’m frustrated with you, I still want to talk to you, tell you about my day, and know how yours went. Somehow I can be annoyed at you and miss you so much at the same time. You should know that by now.
That’s what makes the distance so hard. We finally get to be together, have fun, eat good food, and just be us, and then we have to leave again. Coming back without you makes me so sad. I wish we could have more time without thinking about when one of us has to go. But I would do it all again for you. I’d rather miss you until I get to see you again than not have you in my life.
I know how hard you work, and I’m proud of you. I wish I could be there more, especially when you’ve had a hard day. I love your emotional side, and I want you to be able to share everything with me. I might not always know what to say, but I want to listen. I want to be there for you through everything, and I hope I get better at showing you that.
For your birthday, I hope you know how loved you are by me, even when I’m giving you attitude. I hope this year brings you things you’ve worked so hard for, more reasons to be happy, and some time to actually enjoy it all. And obviously I’m hoping for more time with you too. More food dates, more pictures, more making out, and those five hours of cuddling.
I miss you soo much, my sweet man. I’m not good at writing any of this, but I hope you can feel how much I mean it. I wish I could say it to you in person and hold you right now. Until I can, you have this little collection of us. I can’t wait to add more.
Happy Birthday, My sweet big man with big butt