Honey, I’ve been quiet.
Not because I felt less
but because I knew when to soften.
I saw the weight you carry
and chose not to add mine to it.
I swallowed words that could have landed hard,
turned sharp moments into silence.
That was care.
That was restraint.
So don’t mistake my calm for absence.
This gentleness is deliberate.
Appreciate it.
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 6:45 AM UTC
Honey, I’ve been quiet.
Not because I felt less
but because I knew when to soften.
I saw the weight you carry
and chose not to add mine to it.
I swallowed words that could have landed hard,
turned sharp moments into silence.
That was care.
That was restraint.
So don’t mistake my calm for absence.
This gentleness is deliberate.
Appreciate it.
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