In the way someone makes you tea and puts in not too much sugar, just the way you like it. ☕️ In the way he remembers that you like to listen to the same playlist before bed, even if you've already listened to it together a thousand times. In the way he is silent next to you when you are tired, and you don't need to explain that you just want silence.

I care about these details. They don't scream about love, they whisper about care. 💌 Sometimes it seems to me that these little things show who is really next to you, and who is just playing at "perfect relationships".

Sometimes I catch myself paying attention to the strangest little things: how he holds a spoon, how he looks at the sunlight, how he pours water into a glass. 💧 Yes, water! It seems silly, but if he does it in a way that is convenient for you, it already says that it is important to him that you feel good.

And in such moments I understand that love is not loud words or passionate confessions. Love is when you notice everything that another person does for you, even if these are very small things. 🌱 When every day turns into a small ritual of care, and even ordinary water becomes something special.

And then loneliness stops scaring you. Because if one day someone notices all these little things together with you, you will understand that true intimacy is not loud events, but quiet moments that add up to a whole life. 💛

Nata