1st Year Anniversary Poems Novels & Stories

Zann was braiding my hair, holding a piece of candy, smiling warmly as he said, “Neve, when I grow up, I’ll build you a castle and make you the happiest princess.” Trembling, I mustered my last ounce of strength. With bloodstained fingers, I slid across the screen to send my last message. [Zann, I’m not waiting anymore. My life repays you and Wanda. Bury me with my parents.] Each word drained every ounce of energy from my body, as if pouring all the grievances, agony, and despair of the past year into that brief message. When the message was sent, every shred of burden was lifted. I closed my eyes, utterly drained.

It was very low, almost as if she had been crying. “It’s… been a year since our wedding. I can’t believe it, honestly. Just a year ago, everything was fine. I thought I would have the most beautiful life ahead with you. I never thought that we would be spending our first anniversary like this. I never imagined that you wouldn’t be by my side.” I heard her sniffling, and it killed me that I couldn't move to wipe her tears away. Fucking hell. God must really hate me. “I just… miss you a little extra today.” She said, “Happy anniversary, baby. Please come back.”

I whispered to myself, the name feeling foreign now. I faced the moon, hands clasped in prayer, making my silent wish. This year's anniversary wish was to leave successfully, to never again have to hear their thoughts. [Countdown: three days.]

Our journey wasn’t just about where we were going—it was about the steps we took, together, every day. And with that, I realized that no matter how much time passed, I would always cherish this first year. It was the beginning of something beautiful, something that would last a lifetime.A year had passed since our wedding, and life had unfolded in ways I had never imagined. The challenges and the triumphs, the joy and the sorrow, had all been part of a journey that had brought us closer—closer to each other, to our dreams, and to the people who made our lives so special. Leo and I had built something beautiful, and though it hadn’t always been easy, we had come out of it stronger, more in lo

In 2 days' time, Archie and I should have been celebrating 10 years of marriage but instead, I have to get through the first anniversary that I don't get to spend with him and just the thought alone is killing me! I'm so lost in my own head that I dont even realize that I've taken the letter out of my leggings pocket and I'm threading it through my fingers. How can a simple piece of paper feel like it's burning your skin? Burning down to your soul? I know I shouldn't do it but as usual, that doesn't stop me as I open up the letter and start reading it.

“May it be boring. Peaceful. Domestic. Everything year one wasn’t.” “To year two. And to year one. For giving us this. Us. Emma. Everything.” We toast. Sparkling cider and whiskey. Anniversary celebration. One year. From strangers to soulmates. From broken to whole. From alone to family.

He snickered, “Did you forget it’s our first anniversary today? December 12, honey.” “What..” I trailed off. This can’t be right. Our first anniversary? But 5 years have passed ever since then. What the hell is happening? Did time rewinded? Why am I here? Or is this my subconsciousness after I did? Is this heaven? Then why is this idiot here?

"Honey, I just found out I have to go on a week-long business trip. It's so last minute that I can't spend our anniversary with you. There are also some problems with the company's cash flow, so could you transfer me $100 million?" I sneered and looked at the familiar figure in the jewelry store, replying, "Sure, but there's a transfer document that needs your signature. I'll send you the soft copy!" He immediately hung up the call. Looking at the signed contract, I got out of the car and headed straight for the jewelry store. As soon as I entered, I saw Queenie Steward, the heiress of the Steward family, sitting in the VIP room. When she saw me come in, a trace of disgust flashed in her eye

Liam pulled me into his arms, “I'm sorry that we had to leave so early but we cannot ignore school exam, but I promise to bring you back here again” “Lets come back when we are officially one year old for our anniversary” He pulled back and stared at me, “One year?” “Hmmm” I nodded vigorously “Then one year it is then” I hugged him again cause I was so happy, I mean everything still feels so unreal to me.

Today is also my birthday, which I didn't celebrate because I thought that it wouldn't be a big deal. So far I haven't celebrated it. Not even once. In fact, I don't remember ever doing it. However, today will be different. Today is my first anniversary with Roman. I'M SO HAPPY. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.