Sticky Notes and Scribbled Hearts

I leave sticky notes on your desk—

just reminders,

like “Don’t forget to smile!”

or “You’ve got this!”

Sometimes I draw a tiny heart

in the corner,

hoping you’ll see it

and wonder who it’s from.

You always smile when you find them,

and my heart does a happy cartwheel

behind my ribcage.

If love is a puzzle,

I’m leaving you clues

one sticky note at a time—

hoping you’ll piece them together

and find me

waiting at the end,

pen in hand,

ready to write our next chapter.