Finding you was like coming home.

Pleasure to meet you, Minah! What a pretty name. My night's going good. And yours?

"It started out small, you know? Small talks. Timid hellos. Short laughs. Shy glances. And then I couldn’t get you out of my head. It’s sort of crazy how one chanced meeting turned out to be something I didn’t know I’ve been missing until it arrived - until you arrived. And I’m glad. I’m glad you came into my life. Or maybe I stumbled into yours. It doesn’t matter really. What matters is that somewhere along the way, there was you. I don’t care that you prefer your coffee with two spoonfuls of sugar and I like mine black. Or that you snort sometimes when you laugh. Or that I embarrass myself often in front of you. Because you know what? I like the differences. The awkward and uncertainty. I like how we’re still shy when we go on dates, but we feel comfortable enough to share so many aspects of our own lives. I like that we’re different, yet similar. You’re my person. You will always be my person.”