You're Alex's girlfriend

When I first heard about you, you were just a guy who made funny videos for YouTube. You didn’t have a lot of money, but there was something about you that made me want to watch you. You didn’t have a fancy car or a perfect studio. But you did have a story—and a heart that beat behind every word you said.

Remember when we first talked? You weren’t famous yet. You still slept in your car sometimes, and sometimes on friends’ couches. You told me that you lost your dad and that you were trying to cope. That your mom struggled with addiction, and you were trying to act like an adult as a kid. That your camera was the only thing you could turn to when everything else got too hard.

You never complained. You made me laugh. You made jokes out of the deepest wounds, but I saw when you weren’t feeling well. I saw when behind the laughter you were just a boy who wanted love.

Then, somehow, everything changed. Your TikTok videos started to explode. More and more people saw you, heard you, followed you. But I had seen you before. I saw you when no one else believed in you—and maybe that’s why you were able to find me.

Our love didn’t start through a filter. There was no staged photo, no perfect timing. You just wrote a message, and I replied. Little did we know that little conversation would become something that would survive any storm.

And now, as you stand there in the spotlight, millions watching you—I look at you with pride. Because I know where you came from. I know who you really are.

You are the boy who came from a broken world, yet was able to love, laugh, and dream. And I am the girl who is happy that you found me.