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we used to meet in tension, in comments too quick, in silences too loud. but somehow, between all the push and pull, something softened. i started noticing the way you stayed even when i wasn’t easy to be around. the way your presence lingered long after the noise. and now, in between all the small moments, the way you pause to listen, the way we share the quiet, i find pieces of a feeling i didn’t know i was waiting for. i don’t need fireworks or grand promises. just this two people choosing softness, choosing to stay, even when the world doesn’t make it easy.🩷
