My dearest Tam Ann,
I think lilies will always remind me of you now.
Maybe it's because they're your favourite flower, but I also think there's something about them that reminds me of us. They don't need to be loud or extravagant to be beautiful. They simply grow, slowly and quietly, until one day they bloom.
And I feel like that's exactly what happened with us.
One month ago, I finally got to call my best friend my girlfriend.
And as exciting as the kisses, date(s) and coffee runs have been, my favourite part is still the simplest one: I get to be close to you. I get to hear about your day, make you laugh, chill together whilst doing absolutely nothing, and somehow still feel like there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
It's only been one month, and I know we have so much still to discover about each other. I don't want to rush past any of it. I want to enjoy every little stage, every new memory and every ordinary day that slowly becomes something we look back on years from now.
So maybe that's what I hope for us.
Not something that has to bloom all at once.
Just something we keep caring for, little by little, until we look back one day and realise how much it has grown.
Happy one month, my favourite lily.
I am still quite fond of you really.
Maybe even a little more than quite :)