A letter from March 10, 2026

Dear FutureMe, Dear FutureMe, i hope you’re not reading this alone, but with kam next to you, maybe your head resting on his shoulder, maybe his hand in yours like it always felt so natural. i hope you’re reading this and smiling softly because everything you once felt so deeply, so painfully, finally made sense. right now, where i am, it feels impossible that a love like this wouldn’t find its way back to itself. it feels impossible that two people who feel each other this intensely, who think about each other at the same time, who dream about each other, who can’t let go no matter how hard they try… wouldn’t end up together in the end. i fully believe that we didn’t meet by accident. i don’t believe we went through all of this just to become a memory. i don’t believe that this kind of love is given to people just to be taken away again. there has to be more to it. there has to be a reason. i know how much i love him. i’ve never felt anything like this before. it’s not just love, it’s something deeper, something that feels like home. like no matter where i am, if i’m with him, i’m okay. like everything in me softens when i’m in his arms, like i can finally breathe. and i keep thinking about the future, about moments that haven’t even happened yet but feel so real in my mind. i see myself standing there, with a big belly, carrying our child, and his hand resting on it, so gently, like he knows exactly how much that moment means. i see us laughing together about everything we once thought would break us, wondering how it ever felt so heavy back then. i see the way he looks at me, not with confusion or distance, but with certainty. with love that is spoken, every day, without hesitation. i imagine waking up next to him and hearing “i love you” like it’s the most normal thing in the world. like it was never complicated, never something that had to be questioned, like there was never a version of reality where he wouldn’t say it. i imagine going to sleep the same way, feeling safe, feeling chosen, feeling at peace. and i really hope that where you are now, that’s your reality. i hope you’re not sitting there wondering what could have been. i hope you’re not reading this with an ache in your chest. i hope you’re reading this thinking, “we made it.” because right now, it hurts. right now, it feels like loving him comes with confusion, with distance, with things that don’t align. but even through all of that, my love for him hasn’t changed. if anything, it’s made me realize just how real it is. and maybe that’s naive. maybe it’s hopeful in a way that doesn’t make sense to anyone else. but i don’t care. i know what i feel. i know how rare it is to feel this deeply, to care this much, to see a future so clearly with someone. i don’t believe that this kind of love just disappears. i believe it transforms, it grows, it finds its way back when both people are ready. i believe that one day, all the things that feel like obstacles right now will just be stories. things we look back on and laugh about, wondering how we ever thought they could keep us apart. so if you’re reading this, i hope it means we got through it. i hope it means he chose you fully, openly, without hesitation. i hope it means you chose yourself too, and that everything aligned the way it was supposed to. and if, somehow, that’s not the case… if you are reading this alone… then i hope you at least understand how deeply you were capable of loving. how real it was. how pure it was. and that none of it was ever wasted. but still i believe we made it. :) i really do.