I used to think love was all about big things ... surprises, strong words, showing off. But then I met someone who showed me that real love is in the little things. The way they listen when you speak. The way they look at you like you're enough, even when you feel broken. The way they stay when life gets hard. With them, I didn't feel like I had to pretend. I didn't have to act strong or happy all the time. I could just be myself, and they still loved me. They were patient with me. They made me feel safe.
And one day, out of nowhere, it hit me... this is what love is supposed to feel like. Calm. Honest. Real. Not perfect ...but true.
If you're still waiting for that kind of love, don't lose hope. The right person will come. And when they do, you'll understand why it never worked with anyone
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