Fourteen years ago, we were just two names in the same room, passing by each other without knowing we would one day mean everything. We lived whole lives in between, grew into ourselves in places that did not yet include each other, learning, changing, becoming. And then, somehow, life brought us back. Not loudly, not all at once, but gently, like a memory returning. A conversation here, a laugh there, until something familiar began to feel new. With you, nothing had to be explained. Nothing had to be rushed. It felt like finding something you did not know you needed. Maybe it was timing. Maybe it was chance. Or maybe some storiesare meant to wait until the right moment to be told. Now here we are, standing at the edge of forever.