Tatiana — I Love You

I love you not because you are perfect, but because with you, imperfection feels like grace.

Loving you isn't a storm. It’s softer than that. It’s the way your hand finds mine under the table, automatic, like breathing. It’s the sound of you laughing from the other room, and me stopping everything just to listen. It’s the small, unspoken geography of us —the side of the bed you claim, the way you fold laundry, the exact pitch of your sigh when you’re tired. tatiana i love you

The morning light doesn’t wake the room so much as it surrenders to it, spilling gold across the pillows. And there, in the center of that quiet glow, is Tatiana. I love you not because you are perfect,

Just that. Just always.