We met, and it was over
The kind of instant where your brain just goes "yeah, that one" and never changes its mind.
A million little moments that added up
Late-night talks, dumb jokes, smoke sessions, road trips, comfortable silence. The real stuff.
We did it our way
Wedding clothes, bong on the stairs, zero apologies. If that's not a manifesto, what is?
Still choosing each other
Still laughing at the same dumb things. Still the best team I've ever been part of.
Whatever comes next, it's us
I don't know the details, but I know who's standing next to me. And that's enough.