Loved in the way
rain meets the
windowpane
on sleepless
nights

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n. soft, persistent
full of a longing that does
not need to be named.

there’s a tenderness in the way you simply exist. even in your silence, even when you’re tired and it’s in those unguarded moments that my love finds its home, steady and patient. it isn’t loud or desperate; it’s a soft glow that stays even when

everything else feels dim, a warmth that lingers like the last note of a familiar song. and when the world grows heavy for you, i want my love to be the place you rest, a gentle light that says: stay, you’re safe with me.

and there’s something else, something i’ve been carrying quietly in the spaces between my words. i love you, in the way the sky holds the moon every night, without asking for anything in return.i love you in the pauses of conversation, in the laughter you don’t notice, in the way you look away when you’re shy. it’s a love that feels like coming home after a long day, like warmth returning to cold hands.i love you not just for who you are, but for who i become when i am with you. and if you let me, i’ll keep loving you quietly and steadily, in every season, in every small moment, in every way that says: you’re cherished, you’re seen, you’re held.

( * ) i want to —remember us like this.

let’s grow into the future side by side, not rushing, just staying.

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