A collection of moments, memories,
words and little pieces of a story
that belongs to two people.
Some stories are written in books.
Ours is written in moments.
there are still stories waiting to be discovered.
Some dates are just dates.
These ones became memories.
The day I found out that you liked me. A tiny piece of information that somehow became the beginning of everything.
You proposed, and suddenly our story had officially begun.
Our first time holding hands. It started because of a dare, but the memory stayed for much longer.
One year. Somehow a whole year had passed, filled with memories I never wanted to forget.
You came to Snapchat because of me, and then Instagram followed in May. Little things that meant a lot.
I blocked you on Instagram because of family reasons.
We had to let the relationship go because of family reasons.
After boards, I made a new Instagram ID and sent you a request. We talked for a day, and then you blocked me because you were scared.
Somehow, we started talking again.
We became best friends. Talking still felt a little awkward because I had once been your ex.
We talked about proposing again. Maybe yes, maybe someday — but for the moment, best friends.
A secret meeting at school, holding hands, looking at each other, and a dare that turned into something serious. A call followed. You said "I love you" — and this time, you meant it.
Another little milestone became part of our story.
Daily conversations, little gestures, silly moments and all the small things that made the days feel special.
You gave me a ring. A small object that somehow carried a very big memory.
One month. I gave you a love letter.
I gave you your favourite Hot Wheels. Just another tiny way of saying "I know you."
Nearly two periods together, hidden away in our little world, creating another memory that belongs only to our story.
18 moments.
Countless memories.
And somehow,
still only the beginning.
Five little letters.
Five pieces of my heart.
For everything you have been.
Some feelings are easier to write.
Every moment worth remembering.
The things that make you, you.
I have some very serious complaints.
PLAYING WITH THIS LETTER — KHAT
PLAYING WITH THIS LETTER — SUROOR
PLAYING WITH THIS LETTER — SAHIBA
PLAYING WITH THIS LETTER — ALFAAZ
PLAYING WITH THIS LETTER — UDAARIAN
Songs that somehow became part of us.