little things
I keep forgetting how much the little things matter.
The way he laughs when he's trying not to laugh.
The way he remembers things I mentioned once months ago.
I think I knew I loved him before I admitted it.
Maybe the date on the cafe receipt is important.
04 / 17
Date: April 17
I know we said it was "just dinner," but I don't think either of us really believed that.
I keep thinking about the moment you smiled at me.
I don't want to forget tonight.
Remember: 0417
you spent almost an hour looking at the same shelf
i pretended i wasn't watching you..
i bought something while you weren't looking
look for the receipt
then you found the things i left behind
andd there's one last place you need to look
the place where i keep the things i can't bring myself to throw away...
the password is the date we first met
IN-N-OUT
DATE: 04 / 17
TABLE: 07
Cheeseburger .... $4.30
3x3 ............. $10.00
Two spoons ........ $0.00
TOTAL: $10.00
"some memories are worth more than the receipt says."
MOONLIGHT BOOKS
DATE: 05 / 02
BOOK:
"The Little Prince"
NOTE:
Gift wrapped.
CUSTOMER NOTE:
"For the person who makes ordinary days feel special."
ORDER: 0502
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Date taken: 04 / 17
Location: Little Star Cafe
Caption: "The beginning."
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Location: Moonlight Books
Date: 05 / 02
Caption: "I knew by then."
unsent letter
Dear you,
I don't know how to say this without making it sound too dramatic.
So maybe I'll just say it.
You changed my life.
I think the rest of this letter belongs somewhere safer.
Private folder.
important dates
April 17 — first date
May 02 — bookstore
???
"the day everything changed"
recovered message
I almost deleted this.
But I couldn't.
It's the first message you ever sent me.
"I hope you got home safely."
I think that's when I started falling for you.
PRIVATE FILE
This folder is protected.
Enter the date we first met.
To My Love
My love,
If you've made it this far, then you've seen all the little pieces of our story that I left scattered around this computer.
Maybe that's what love is, really.
Not one enormous moment, but hundreds of tiny ones.
A cup of coffee. A bookstore. A message asking if you got home safely.
A smile across a table. A memory that refuses to fade.
I wanted you to find all of them.
Because every little clue was leading back to the same answer:
I love you.
Thank you for becoming my favorite person, my favorite memory, and my favorite part of ordinary days.
I hope we get to keep making memories together for a very, very long time.
Always,
♡ Your Love
