a letter I never sent
and that’s when I knew —
through every season,
every city, every silence,
it was always you, jaan.
— R
P.S. — I knew you would come back and read this twice.
the twenty third of august
For Laiba
there is something I have
been meaning to ask you
( take your time — I waited years for this page )
Every night sky
I counted stars —
and every one of them
looked like you.
( I still count them )
In every garden on earth
I would still pick you.
( the roses learned your name )
every version of you
( I kept them all )
Press and hold — or press and hold Enter — to gather the petals.
Out of chaos,
my heart always finds you.
( this is the heart you drew )
( I wrote this a hundred times )
Laiba,
will you marry me?
( breathe, meri jaan )
She said yes
23 · 08 · 2026 — forever begins