The Quiet Language of Love

That little heart symbol you send isn’t the real thing. We’ve been taught that love is this

big, loud, cinematic moment, but it’s not. Real love is quiet.

It’s almost boring. It's the 'I saved you the last slice' kind of love. It's them remembering

that one random, stupid detail you mentioned weeks ago and bringing it up.

It's the unspoken agreement of who gets the good side of the bed. It’s not about the

grand gestures that you can post online. It’s about the thousands of tiny, consistent actions

that say 'I see you, and I choose you, even on a boring Tuesday.' It's the

comfort of knowing someone has your back without you ever having to ask. It's in the way