through grand gestures,
through staying,
through never raising their voice.
But sometimes love survives
through honesty.
Through the trembling sentence of
“this hurt me.”
Through the courage of
“I don’t know how to explain this properly yet,
but I don’t want to hide it from you.”
Transparency is not perfection.
It is choosing not to let silence
grow mold in the corners of a relationship.
Because unspoken feelings
do not disappear.
They wait.
They collect.
They become storms
inside people who kept saying
“it’s okay”
when it wasn’t.
And maybe love was never meant
to be mind-reading.
Maybe it was always meant
to be two people
gently opening locked doors
for each other,
again and again,
even when their hands shake.
:: A relationship usually struggles more from unspoken resentment than from difficult but honest conversations...
