Happy Girlfriend’s Day

Babe,

Happy Girlfriend’s Day. Apparently there’s a whole day for this, which feels a little unnecessary, because I was going to tell you anyway. But I’ll take the excuse to say it properly instead of somewhere between other sentences.

You’re the best part of my most ordinary days. Not just the big ones, though those too. The regular ones. The ones where nothing really happens and I end up in a good mood anyway, because you were in them.

I love how easy you make things. I love that you’re the first person I want to tell everything to: the good news, the bad news, and the stuff that isn’t news at all. I love that you’re kind in the way people are when nobody is watching, which is the only kind that counts.

I’m not going to pretend I always say this well out loud. So here it is written down, where I can’t mumble it or make a joke halfway through. I’m lucky. I know I’m lucky. And I don’t plan on ever getting used to it.

I love you, babe. Happy Girlfriend’s Day.

Yours Nirmit