They asked me what love was, how my generation sees it, feels it, lives it.
And honestly? I’m just out here observing, listening, watching people trip over expectations,
Expecting their partners to see them, really see them, without judgment,
But then turning around and expecting those same people to think exactly like them.
Like, can I love you without agreeing with you?
Can I hold space for your truth, even when it’s not mine?
But nah, we try to fix each other, mold each other into the versions we dreamed up in our heads,
And when the mold cracks, we say,
“That wasn’t love.”
But I wonder, what if love wasn’t supposed to be a project?
What if the first person who ever loved didn’t come with a checklist?
Didn’t try to download their expectations into someone else’s heart?
Picture this:
Before words like love even existed,
Before poems and movies and Instagram captions and stories,
Two people just surviving, walking side by side in a wild, uncharted world.
They notice the little things, the warmth of a smile,
The quiet sound of breathing in the dark,
The way hands fit without needing to squeeze.
No changing, no editing, no trying to upgrade
Just two souls choosing to stay alive together.
No filters, no proofs, no “are you still worth it?” tests,
Just presence.
Fast forward to now
Love’s turned into a construction site,
BluePrints in one hand, expectations in the other.
We come in thinking we can build the perfect partner,
Then call it quits when the walls don’t stand tall enough.
Original love? It was raw survival.
Our love? A brand we polish and test and weigh.
We crave safe love, but forget how to be the safe place.
We want to be seen, but forget to truly see the other.
So here’s my truth
Love isn’t about changing you or agreeing with you.
It’s about holding space when the world gets loud.
It’s about choosing you as you are,
Not as I want you to be.
Maybe if we strip away all the noise,
All the expectations passed down like heirlooms,
We’d find love again, the messy, imperfect, beautiful kind
The kind that just is.