π₯Ήπβ¨ βDONβT PICK HIM.β β SO I CHOSE HIM EVERY TIME. β¨ππ₯Ή

βΏ When others looked away, I looked closer.
They pushed Arthur aside because he sat in a wheelchair β as if that made him invisible.
But to me, he was never different.
He was kind.
He was funny.
He was my favorite person. π€
π¨ We colored outside the lines together, built our own little worlds with crayons and imagination, and laughed louder than anyone else.
When teams were chosen and hands were raised, I never hesitated β I reached for his first. π€β¨

β³ Years passed.
Childhood turned into memories.
Friendship turned into something deeper.
And through every season of life, I kept choosing Arthur β just like I always had. πΏπ
π One beautiful day, I stood at the altar, heart full and eyes shining, and married the boy everyone once overlooked.
The boy I never stopped believing in.
The boy I never stopped choosing. β€οΈβ¨
π Love doesnβt see limitations.
Love sees hearts.
Love chooses β again and again.
And I will always choose him. π€βΎοΈ