A woman's love is not just words.
It is action, a state of being, a breath.
A woman does not just love.
She puts her whole self into love.
She remembers your habits, smells, intonations.
She understands your pauses better than any words.
She senses that something is wrong with you even before you realize it yourself.
She loves in the little things:
— carefully adjusting your collar
— preparing something you didn't ask for but wanted
— leaving a message even if you forgot to reply
— waiting, but not reproaching
— supporting you, even when you push her away
A woman loves deeply.
Sometimes — to the point of pain. Sometimes — in silence.
Sometimes — in spite of everything.
She can forgive.
She can stay.
Or she can leave — and still continue to love. Just from a distance.
A woman's love is not a game.
It is her nature.
Even if she is strict, proud, or cold, there is always warmth inside her.
And if she has let you into her heart, cherish it.
Because her love does not shout.
It acts. Silently. Constantly. Until the very end.
💌 A woman can love:
— patiently, if you fall
— inspiringly, if you grow
— quietly, if you are not ready
— strongly, if you are near
— and brightly, even if you are gone
She can love in different ways.
But always — truly.