For My Beautiful Queen

I've held back writing this for some time... maybe because I didn't know the right words. Maybe because I was scared. But silence isn't peace. And I can't keep quiet anymore.

I miss you. That's the first thing I have to say. I miss us. I miss the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you love. I miss the way you say my name. I miss the random moments—the way we laughed over the silliest things, how you would playfully act annoyed but still hold my hand.

There's this memory that keeps playing in my head—remember that time you came around, we were laying down, and your head on my chest, talking about our future like kids? You had that look in your eyes. That calm, soft, hopeful look. And I remember thinking, "This is it. This is home." That moment meant more than I ever said.

I don't even know what I was thinking when I said all those things. Or when I left. Maybe I let fear talk louder than love. Maybe I forgot to protect your heart the way I should have. Maybe I let things get into my head. But none of that matters more than this truth—I shouldn't have let you go. I should've stayed. Fought harder. Loved better.

I'm not writing this just to say "sorry." I'm writing this because I want to rebuild. I want to earn your trust again. I want to love you with more awareness, more patience, more truth. No more confusion. No more pride. No more letting small things become big problems.

You've always been special to me. Not just because of your beauty, but your soul. You're kind, smart, intentional, real—and you challenged me to be better, even when I didn't see it.

This is my re-proposal. Not with a ring or flowers or drama. But with honesty. With heart. With my full chest, I'm saying—I want you back. I want us back. I want to be yours again, if you'll have me. This time, stronger. This time, properly.

Let's start fresh—this time with more laughter, deeper understanding, and way more prayers than pride. Let's go back to being our team. Just you and me against the noise of the world.

I want you to please come so we could talk this over, I'd really love and appreciate you come

I won't let anything come between us again—not even me.

I love you. Still. Deeply. Honestly. Always.