one year

september 12

olivia with her arm around my neck, kissing my cheek in a bar, my shirt half untucked

1,399 photos crossed our thread this year.these forty one are the ones still on my phone.you are the best thing in every one of them.

Hey it's Tommy just got done the show

down

august 2025.you in new york, me in canada.

the two of us in the mirrored door of an elevator, phone up, coats on
an elevator door
you on a sidewalk in sunglasses, fur coat open over a white velvet tee, black boots
the fur coat, in august

swag jacket. in august. outside.

you on the grass under a tree, looking straight up into the camera
under the tree
under a red stella artois umbrella, you leaning over me, me in sunglasses
the same umbrella a moment later, your head back laughing, sky and a contrail behind
the beer garden
mirror, me in a black suit behind you, you in a white slip dress
getting dressed
the other frame from the same mirror that night, white dress, my arms around you
same mirror, same night

the first month

olivia with her tongue out, thomas beside her, close selfie
you pulled the face before i got the shot
mirror photo in a kitchen doorway, thomas holding olivia from behind, sunglasses on
kitchen mirror, sunglasses on indoors
thomas in sunglasses on the sidewalk, olivia a step behind him, traffic past them
you, half a step behind

4:29

is how fast you answer me.i take 16:17.

car selfie, both in sunglasses, olivia leaning into thomas
the same car selfie again, tighter, both still in sunglasses
the same car selfie a third time, phone turned sideways

i took this three times. i kept all three.

mirror photo, both of them dressed in black, thomas holding the phone
both in black

you typed 1,413 exclamation points at methis year. every one of them is below.

you typed 1,413 exclamation points at me this year. i typed 42.

mine, all 42

you asked wyd 48 times. i asked once.you have said babe 41 times. i have never once typed it.the only word i out-use you on is tired, 77 to 29.you text first in the morning on 199 days. i get 169.

everything fromhere is shotindoors

november to february.

olivia holding a white gift box up under a round hallway lamp
you held the box higher than your face
mirror selfie, thomas in a grey sweater with olivia leaning in behind him
olivia sitting on a green restaurant banquette with her coat beside her
waiting for me to sit down

112

days between the first text and this one.you went first.

I love you ❤️ hope you get some good sleep

it has been said 168 times since.116 of those are still yours.

olivia in a red top at a restaurant table holding up a glass of wine
olivia in an armchair with her chin in her hand, a tall black lampshade behind her
chin in your hand

the word home turns up 237 times inyour messages this year and 61 in mine.

a dalmatian sitting upright on the couch while thomas lies behind it in pink lamplight
the dog sat up straighter than i did
olivia at a dinner table by candlelight, plates and a lit candle in front of her
candles, february

the part with no pictures

new yorkcanada

I just miss you at night while I sleep

I wish I was there I miss ya so much

long distance, the whole year.

april to may

olivia raising a glass in a crowded warm lit bar
a glass up
olivia asleep on his shoulder, his tattooed arm in the corner of the frame
morning
olivia standing in an empty white room beside a large framed painting on an easel
the painting
olivia at a cafe table, chin on her hand, empty plate in front of her
waiting on food
olivia in a knicks shirt in a busy diner, smiling with her chin on her hand
the knicks shirt
olivia in sunglasses on a hillside with the golden gate bridge behind her
san francisco
both of them asleep across two plane seats, heads tipped together
the flight home

the only frame on the rollwhere we are both asleep.

zero and luna, who tolerate me.

olivia on the subway in a turnstile cap holding two dalmatians on one leash
both of them, one leash, standing room
a dalmatian's whole face filling the frame, olivia's hand under its jaw

zero comes up 67 times in a year of texts. luna 47. pups 41. vet 27, and 23 of those are yours.

a dalmatian licking olivia's face under a mirror
she does not move her head away
thomas in a beanie on the couch with a dalmatian sprawled across him, olivia at the far end on her phone
olivia laughing on the couch behind the same dalmatian, thomas at the edge of the frame
same couch, same minute

she gets there first every time.

olivia eating a hot dog on the subway with ketchup on her hand
the only other dog in this chapter

june, july, august.

the most recent things i have.

olivia kissing thomas on the cheek at a game, screens behind them
my eyes are shut. you went ahead anyway.
olivia with her arms around thomas, her head against his, the game still on behind them
you still had not let go.
olivia at an outdoor table at night, plate cleared, looking into the camera
you, straight down the lens

in 18,274 messages you have neveronce used capitals to shout.until june 19, when i landed.

WELCOME HOME!!!

Ah it feels good to be back

i had a whole flight to come up withsomething better than that.

olivia outside under a wide cloudy sky, a bridge behind her
sky doing a lot. you still won.
a facetime screenshot of olivia, his own face small in the corner
three weeks old. newest one i have.

i love you: 116 from you, 52 from me.i am not going to argue with the numbers.i will just start saying it first.

the whole roll at once

forty one exposures

frame 30. both of us with our eyes shut.still the one.

frame 42

42

there isn't one yetbut whatever is in it, you are in it.

18,274 messages in 411 days.370 of them had at least one.

happy one year, liv

september 12

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