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@dominanttomkatt
It is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so very deeply.
I found this deep quote "Sometimes you think that you want to disappear but all you really want is to be found." This hit me hard.
These are the bestest hugs ever😁😍👅👅💦💦💦
i still believe...
💞💞💞💞
The kind of love I dream of
the home you carry
you keep searching their eyes, for a place to rest, but every door you knock on, leads you back to your own chest. sit there, in the quiet, listen, there is a softness in you, that never once walked away. you are the room, with the lamp left on, the cup of water by the bed, the voice that whispers, it’s okay to stay, you are your safest place, you are already home.
“She doesn’t want to hear that she is flawless. She wants to hear that she is loved regardless of her flaws.”
— charmingwinds
Tactics is knowing what to do when there is something to do; strategy is knowing what to do when there is nothing to do. 🤔
Some men talk about love. The good ones show it ~ quietly, consistently, often without an audience.
It's in the small moment before you even notice you needed it: a hand smoothing back a stray piece of hair, fingers gentle at your temple, a pause in his day just to fix what the wind undid. No grand speech. No performance. Just presence.
That's the beauty of real intention ~ it doesn't announce itself. It shows up in the tiny repairs. The tucked-in blanket. The coffee made before you're awake. The hair fixed without being asked. It says, I see you, I notice, I'm here ~ and it says it every single day, not just on the days it's convenient.
Words are easy ~ anyone can say the right thing once. But a man who chooses you in his actions, over and over, in the unremarkable moments no one is watching... that's the rarest kind of love there is. Not loud. Not performative. Just steady.
That's the beauty of it... that's the proof.
©️beccawise7💜🖤