I used to question my boyfriends love for me because his love isn’t loud. It’s not like those cute couples on social media, or those men in the movies.He is not the type to walk in with flowers everyday. He has never scattered rose petals all over the floor, with expensive jewelry in a little surprise box.
I used to see those posts, watch those movies and think...
“why doesn’t he love me like that?
“Why isn’t he that romantic?”
“Why do all these other men do these huge gestures constantly?”
“Does he not love me enough?"
“Why don’t you love me like this?”
“Why don’t you care enough like this?”
“Why don’t we show our love like this to each other?
He looked at me and said “I show my love differently, everyone does, its for you”
I sat there and realized, he does not shout it from the rooftops like you see in the movies, he does the quiet kind, the kind that whispers. The kind that makes you feel warm and safe. The kind that makes you realize you’re not in this mess called life, alone. The kind that no one else would see as a big deal, but to you, it meant the world.
It's the quietest things that mean the most.
He wants to take little things off my plate.
He looks for simple ways to make my life,and my kids lives, easier. He may not bring me flowers often, but he waters our relationship every single day with little acts of effort, so we can grow together, with patience, love and kindness.
He may not shout his love from the rooftops, but he whispers it quietly to me.
He may not scatter rose petals all over the floor, but he does little things, like this, that make a world of a difference.
I have started to look more closely at the “little” things he does, and I realized, his love is quiet, and I’ve come to love that I’m the only one who can hear it.
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