Zara,
A Personal LetterDo one thing for me before you read further. Find a quiet minute, headphones on, and just be still for a moment. Kindly listen to the song Personal Sunset by Miles Carter.
Alright.
I’m obsessed with the sky, always have been. Sunsets especially. The way they show up uninvited and still manage to be the best part of the day. I used to think nothing could pull my eyes away from that.
"Then I met you. And now the sky has competition."
There’s a theory I keep coming back to that everything was made in halves looking for its other half. Days and nights. Two people who make sense together. I don’t believe in overthinking things I’m sure of, and I’m sure of this: you’re the half I wasn’t looking for but couldn’t miss once I found it.
So I’m not asking this quietly or half-heartedly. I’m asking it with all conviction: