You said it so well
Love…
It’s not just a feeling.
It’s a force.
Profound.
Precious.
The kind that reaches deep,
that doesn’t flinch when things get hard.

Your parents
they gave you a glimpse
of what love looks like
when it’s real.
When it’s patient,
when it’s not performative,
but lived.

They showed you
what it means to be seen,
to be chosen again and again,
not because you’re perfect,
but because you matter.

And now,
you carry that vision
a love that’s sincere,
pure,
unshaken by storms,
unafraid of silence.

It’s what we all want, isn’t it?
Not the fairytale,
but the truth.
Not perfection,
but presence.

So if the road feels long,
if hearts have closed
and promises broke,
don’t lose faith.

You-
the one who believes,
who dares to dream of something more-
keep walking.
Keep loving.
Keep becoming.

Because love like that?
It doesn’t just appear.
It arrives
for those who are ready
to receive it.

And you will be.