My dearest,

I don't think there are enough pretty words in the world to properly explain how much you mean to me, but I am going to try anyway.

Somehow, you make ordinary days feel softer. You make silly moments worth remembering and quiet moments feel less lonely.

I hope you always remember that you are precious. Not because of anything you do for anyone else, but simply because you are you.

So please keep this little letter somewhere safe. Whenever you forget how loved you are, read it again. Consider it a tiny reminder from me that you are ridiculously important.

And if your brain ever decides to tell you that you aren't enough, please ignore that silly thing. It clearly has no idea what it is talking about.

Thank you for being my person. Thank you for existing. And thank you for letting me love you in all the strange, ridiculous ways that I do.