My dearest Ancilla,
It’s strange how one month can feel both brief and infinite at the same time. Thirty days shouldn’t be enough to shift the landscape of a life but having you beside me has made even the smallest moments feel like quiet constellations aligning. And so here I am, writing to you with a heart warmer than I ever expected it to be, grateful in ways I can’t quite put into simple words.
When I think of us, I think of the gentle things, soft light through the curtains, hands brushing without hurry, the kind of silence that feels like a promise instead of an absence. You’ve brought that into my life, that serene certainty that I’m allowed to breathe and to be seen without fear.
You don’t realize how often your presence steadies me. How the sound of your voice softens the sharpness of the world. How your laughter pulls me back from the tangled corners of my own thoughts. You have this quiet magic, Ciyya, something that doesn’t demand attention but naturally draws the heart closer. I’ve felt it from the beginning, and now, a month later, it’s become something I quietly cherish every day.
Thank you for choosing to walk with me through this beginning. For the patience you wrap around me without even trying. For the gentleness you give even on your tired days. For the way you let me learn you, slowly, like turning pages of a book I never want to finish. You are delicate strength, vivid warmth, and something that feels like home, even when everything else blurs.
This first month with you has taught me so much; that affection can be soft and steady, that connection doesn’t need noise to be felt deeply, and that two hearts can meet in the quiet and still find a thousand reasons to stay.
Ncil, I hope you take a note to this:
In this one month, you’ve learned so many things, and I hope our relationship isn’t just about the fun, but also something meaningful that helps us grow. As you know, you often feel insecure and unworthy of love, or like you’re hard to love. So let me remind you again, Ciyya
I chose you because you’re you, you're the person I want in my days, now and in the future.
“I saw you were perfect so I loved you...”
I hope you can find little pockets of happiness in every day. And if your day ever feels heavy, remember this… tomorrow won’t be as hard as today. I hope you can find small motivations, little reasons to keep going, every single day. And lastly, I hope you learn to love yourself as much as I love you.
“...and then, I saw you weren't perfect and I loved you even more.”
I’m grateful for you. For your presence, your light, your quiet bravery. For every shared conversation, every shared silence, every shared softness. For the version of me I become when I’m with you, more alive.
Here’s to our first month, and to the countless days waiting beyond it, to the stories we haven’t lived yet, the dreams we might one day share, and the simple, beautiful truth that I get to call you mine in this moment.
Happy one month, my princess.
Yours,
Lenino Fjord. (Tue, Dec 2nd 2025)