The day the wind ruined every photo except this one.

Four years, eleven cities, one us

Maya, this is our story.

From Theo, with every good memory.
01 A note before we begin

Somehow the best part of every plan is still the part where I get to do it with you. This is a small collection of the days, jokes, detours, and tiny traditions that became my favorite life.

— Theo

02 · How we got here

Timeline

01
18 Aug 2022Corner Table, Lahore

The first hello

You arrived seven minutes late, ordered the same drink as me, and talked until the staff started stacking chairs.

The first hello
02
04 Dec 2022The long way home

Our accidental tradition

We missed one turn and decided every good date should end with a drive that takes longer than necessary.

Our accidental tradition
03
11 Mar 2024Our first apartment

A home with two mugs

Two boxes, no curtains, and takeaway on the floor. It already felt like ours.

A home with two mugs
03 Photos
The day the wind ruined every photo except this one.
The day the wind ruined every photo except this one.
That tiny café we found after walking in the wrong direction.
That tiny café we found after walking in the wrong direction.
You said it was a short walk. It was not a short walk.
You said it was a short walk. It was not a short walk.
The five quiet minutes before everyone else arrived.
The five quiet minutes before everyone else arrived.

04 · The very specific list

Reasons I love you

01

You start laughing before you finish your own jokes.

02

You send me photos of every dog you see.

03

You make unfamiliar places feel like home.

04

You know when I need advice and when I just need tea.

05 · Keep these for later

Open when

One last thing

I would choose the missed trains, late dinners, Sunday walks, and every still-unwritten chapter with you. Always.

With all my love,
Theo

Memories

The rain forecast we ignored
The rain forecast we ignoredWe got soaked, lost an umbrella, and laughed all the way back to the hotel.
Dinner at 1:14 a.m.
Dinner at 1:14 a.m.The kitchen was closed, so chips and mango juice became a five-star meal.
The blue door
The blue doorA wrong street, a beautiful doorway, and the photo now framed by our bed.

Little things I love about you

01

The half-asleep voice you use in the morning

02

How you always save me the crispest fries

03

The songs you hum without noticing

04

Your very serious rating system for sunsets

One question

Where should our next chapter begin?

Their answer can be sent privately at the end.