I think what I actually need—what would be best for me—is to find someone who WANTS to choose. Someone who, even without electricity and magic and that early-stage haze, wakes up and thinks "yes, I pick her. Again" 💫 Not because they have to. Not because they're stuck. But because they actually want to. Because after the lightning fades, they look at who you are and they're like... yeah. Still yes.

That's different from obligation. That's different from duty. That's actually... kind of beautiful? 🤍

I think the best thing for me is to stop settling for the idea of loyalty and actually require love. Actual, chosen, daily love. The kind where someone knows all your difficult parts and chooses you anyway—not grudgingly, but genuinely. Because you matter to them. Because they want the habit of you 💕

And I think I need to be that person too. I need to practice choosing not just from obligation but from genuine, steady desire 🙏 The kind of love that doesn't need fireworks to feel real. The kind that's just... there. Present. Reliable. Real.

Maybe the best thing for me is to stop seeing the fade of intensity as a loss and start seeing it as an opportunity. An opportunity to choose someone and be chosen by someone with our eyes wide open, knowing exactly who we are, and saying yes anyway ✨

That's not sad. That's actually the most powerful kind of love there is 💪