Wrecked in the Most Beautiful Way

We’re counting down the days to the birthday of my favourite human and life partner! This is the first poem in the All the Ways I Love You series—a daily love letter in verse, because when it comes to him, one poem just isn’t enough. Stay tuned, because it’s about to get romantic up in here.

You didn’t arrive quietly.
You weren’t part of the plan.
You were the wave
that washed the blueprint off the table
and said,
“Let’s build something better.”

I had a version of life
drawn in careful lines—
measured, tidy,
safe.

And then there was you.
All sunlit laughter
and storm-sure hands.
You didn’t just love me,
you unwrote everything I thought I knew
about love.

We didn’t ease in.
We collided.
And in the aftermath,
there you were—
steady,
solid,
smiling.

I’ve never felt safer
in a life I didn’t expect.
We made something here—
something stitched together from
all the wrong turns
and wild chances.
Something stubborn and soft,
and ours.

This love is the kind that lingers—
in quiet mornings,
in shared jokes,
in the way we always find our way back
even when we’re a little lost.

You wrecked me
in the most beautiful way—
and I would choose
the crash,
the rebuild,
the whole damned storm
again and again
if it meant landing here,
in this life,
with you.