i’ve read your words and they settle in my chest like smooth stones in quiet water you’ve captured the kind of love that feels like exhaling like waking up to sunlight instead of in an alarm
i think about what it means to crave someone not out of hunger...but for the peace they bring to hold their heartbeat in your hands not because you fear losing it but because it’s the first sound that’s ever felt like
home
you’ve drawn love like a warm blanket not smothering...steady not demanding but always there isn’t that the kind of love we all hope for the type that doesn’t fill the cracks but teaches us to live with them gently beautifully completely


















