Love doesn’t disappear overnight.
It evolves… quietly.
It usually starts with late-night texts, butterflies, and “can’t get enough of you.”
Then comes comfort.
Inside jokes. Shared routines.
Love feels safe.
Then life gets loud.
Work. Stress. Expectations.
Conversations turn practical. Effort turns assumed.
Arguments stop—not because things are okay,
but because silence feels easier than explaining how you feel… again.
7 years later, you’re not strangers.
You’re just two people who stopped asking,
“How are you, really?”
Love didn’t end.
It just stopped being chosen intentionally.
And here’s the truth:
Silence isn’t the absence of love.
It’s the absence of feeling safe enough to speak.
Choose each other.
Again. And again. 🌱
