I used to fill every silence with words. Every single one. Because quiet felt uncomfortable, like something was wrong, like maybe the other person was bored or annoyed or thinking of somewhere else they'd rather be.

I was so bad at this 😅 Still kind of am, honestly.

But lately I've been noticing something. The silences I actually love the most — watching something together without needing to comment on it, walking somewhere and just... existing next to each other — those feel better than any conversation I've tried to force.

And I think that's taught me something real about connection 💛 Real comfort with a person doesn't need constant noise to prove itself. You don't have to fill every moment with words just to confirm that you like each other. When the quiet is okay, actually okay — not awkward, not charged, just easy — that's something rare.

I've never been in a long relationship. I know that. But even I can sense the difference between silence that feels like distance and silence that feels like home ✨

And honestly? I'm a little bit in love with the idea of finding the second kind.