I often wonder: why do some couples shine even after years, while others fade away right at the start?
The answer is unexpectedly simple for me - a relationship is not a formula, but an art. As subtle as painting or music. And here, not only feelings are important, but also skill.

When I look at truly happy couples, I see not perfection, but the ability to be imperfect together. Those who know how to wake up next to each other even after quarrels, make tea in silence, hold hands when words do not help - these are the real artists of love.

It seems to me that the main thing is not to be afraid to be open. Not to keep it inside, not to play, not to manipulate. Not to be afraid to show fear, vulnerability, silliness. After all, this is true intimacy.
And yes, sometimes love is not fireworks, but just a hot blanket on a rainy evening. And that's wonderful.

Happiness in a relationship is not an endless romance, but the ability to be a team. Love is a verb. Action. Every day.
And also a little humor, a pinch of patience, and lots and lots of tenderness.