Relying entirely on the partnership of life, partnership of time, partnership of responsibilities, partnership of unit and it's functions. Joy of being a better partner. Joy of being called the better half. Joy of being ready before hand on the road to race for getting the best together as yourself.
If this isn't love then what else could....

I need your time.
Not just your presence, but your partnership.
The kind that holds weight in silence,
The kind that stands tall when things fall apart.

Relying entirely—
On the partnership of life,
Where two stories intertwine into one shared journey.
On the partnership of time,
Where moments aren’t measured in hours, but in presence, in effort, in care.
On the partnership of responsibilities,
Where we carry the load not by halves, but together, full-hearted.
On the partnership of a unit,
A symphony of two souls learning the functions of balance, understanding, patience.

There is joy—
The joy of being a better partner,
Of choosing to grow, not just for yourself, but for someone else.
The joy of being called the better half,
Not in comparison, but in completeness.
The joy of being ready beforehand,
Not out of fear of falling behind,
But out of excitement for racing ahead—together.
Not to outrun each other,
But to reach the best version of us.

If this isn't love, then what else could it be?
It’s more than butterflies.
It’s being the shelter and the storm, the root and the rise.
It’s building a home in each other, brick by honest brick.
And knowing—deeply, gently—that you were never meant to do this alone.