For My Babyy
When you were fighting with your mom and you needed me — you needed me to just listen, to hold that space for your pain — I changed the topic. I told you about meeting instead of being there for you. That was wrong. You were hurting, and your feelings deserved every bit of my attention.
I never want you to feel like your emotions are an inconvenience to me. Because they never are. Every tear, every frustration, every vulnerable moment you share with me — it's a gift. And I'm sorry I didn't treat it like one that day. I promise I'm learning. I'm growing. For you. Always.
I downloaded Snapchat for a friend's birthday. I sent a request from nowhere — no idea when, no idea how. Just fate doing its thing. And that one message? It changed the entire direction of my life.
Our first conversation was just 10 minutes. I thought "this won't last tomorrow." But the next day you came back. And the next. Suddenly I was checking my phone every minute, waiting for night to come so we could talk again. Something about you felt different from everyone I'd ever known.
We played truth and dare. You told me what you want in a life partner — what you expect. And something clicked inside me. I knew right then — this girl is different. She's special. And I'm never letting this go. Ever.
Your board exams started on the 19th. Our conversations stopped. But I didn't stop thinking about you. I'd check your date sheet every day — "which paper does she have today?" "how did it go?" The 19 days felt like 19 months.
The moment your exams ended, I messaged you. I thought you might've forgotten me. But you didn't. And we started sharing our lives again. You were getting comfortable with me, and that feeling? It was everything.
You went to Srilanka. You'd send me snaps from every place. Even without network, you'd find a way — coming back to your masi, finding wifi, just to talk to me. You could've disappeared. But you chose to stay. That's when I knew — I love this girl.
I confessed. And 3 days later, your best friend proposed to you. My heart shattered. I cried that day. But then you told your friends — "he deserves a fair chance." That was the first time I had hope. Real hope.
Your voice. So cute. So warm. 11 PM became 12:30. Then 1. Then 2. Then 3. I'd tell you "baby sleep, you have school" but inside I never wanted it to end. Those nights were magic.
I made a mistake. You stopped talking. Day 1, day 2, day 3. I couldn't eat, couldn't focus, didn't go to class. "What if I lost her?" When we sorted it out — that relief? I've never felt anything like it.
You finally said YES. Like the whole world disappeared and it was just us. I love you, and you love me back. What more could a boy ever ask for?
I got there so early. My hands were shaking. But then I entered the theatre, and in one second — I saw you. And everything stopped.
You initiated. You reached out. And I held your hand. My heart literally stopped. I never wanted to let go. Your hand felt like home.
3 in the morning. The world was asleep. You took that risk — coming out at that hour, just for me. This wasn't just a meet. This was the night we became real.
When I hugged you — properly, tightly, for real — I felt safe. Like nothing in this world could hurt me. I didn't want to let go. I'd wait a thousand lifetimes for one more embrace.
The kiss. Time literally stopped. The whole world — the sleeping streets, the quiet night — nothing existed. Just you and me. That kiss said everything words never could.
I fell asleep on your lap. And you — waving your hand softly on my head. Running your fingers through my hair. I could feel it even in my sleep. That gentle touch. That warmth. Safest I've ever felt. I never wanted to wake up.
When I saw that scrunchie — yours — my face turned red. I held it like it was the most precious thing. Because it was. Having a piece of you with me? That's everything.
Our first time together. Nervous, shaking, and so in love.
Couldn't walk properly. Hands shaking. Heart racing.
1 second of looking at you and everything stopped.
You initiated. I held on. Never wanted to let go.
Holding your hand — that's when I knew I won.
3 in the morning. You came out. For me. And that night? That night was ours.
You came out at 3 AM. That's not just love. That's everything.
Arms around you. Tight. Safe. Home.
Time froze. Just your lips, my heartbeat, and forever.
Fell asleep on her. Her hand on my head. Never wanted to wake up.
Face red. Hands red. Holding it like gold.
Stars, quiet streets, just us. 3 AM never felt so alive.
When you're hurting, I'll be your ears first. Your feelings come first. Always.
From this world, from bad vibes, from anything that tries to take that smile.
Whenever you need me — I'm there. One call away. Always.
You asked God for someone who'd be first and last. That's me. Not going anywhere.
No hiding. What you see is what you get. Raw, honest, yours.
Every day. More than yesterday. Less than tomorrow. Forever.
Baby, I know I messed up. When you were fighting with your mom, you needed me to listen. And instead, I changed the topic. That was selfish. Your pain was real, and I should have sat in that pain with you.
You're not just my girlfriend. You're my home. The reason I smile without reason, check my phone a hundred times, the reason my heart beats faster every single day. I'm sorry I made you feel unheard. I promise — next time, I'll hold your pain like it's my own.
5 months of us. And I've never been happier. You came into my life when I wasn't even looking, and you became the most important part of it.
— Your Babyy, Always & Forever ❤️