The Quiet Things We Never Say

We grow up thinking love is a loud explosion, Like the movies where trains leave and people run. But with you, it was just… quiet. It was the way you shared your lunch without asking, Or how you knew I was tired just by my text reply.

I remember walking beside you that evening, trying to match your footsteps, too scared to hold your hand, but happy just to be in your shadow.

We don’t have a perfect story. We have arguments over silly things, and days where we don’t talk much. But that is why this is real. Love isn’t about saving someone from a dragon. It is about making them a cup of tea when the world gets heavy. It is about staying when it would be easier to leave.

You are not just a chapter in my life. You are the one who helps me write the rest of the book. Simple. Honest. And mine.

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