I used to question my boyfriends love for me because his love isnât loud. Itâs not like those cute couples on social media, or those men in the movies.He is not the type to walk in with flowers everyday. He has never scattered rose petals all over the floor, with expensive jewelry in a little surprise box.
I used to see those posts, watch those movies and think...
âwhy doesnât he love me like that?
âWhy isnât he that romantic?â
âWhy do all these other men do these huge gestures constantly?â
âDoes he not love me enough?"
âWhy donât you love me like this?â
âWhy donât you care enough like this?â
âWhy donât we show our love like this to each other?
He looked at me and said âI show my love differently, everyone does, its for youâ
I sat there and realized, he does not shout it from the rooftops like you see in the movies, he does the quiet kind, the kind that whispers. The kind that makes you feel warm and safe. The kind that makes you realize youâre not in this mess called life, alone. The kind that no one else would see as a big deal, but to you, it meant the world.
It's the quietest things that mean the most.
He wants to take little things off my plate.
He looks for simple ways to make my life,and my kids lives, easier. He may not bring me flowers often, but he waters our relationship every single day with little acts of effort, so we can grow together, with patience, love and kindness.
He may not shout his love from the rooftops, but he whispers it quietly to me.
He may not scatter rose petals all over the floor, but he does little things, like this, that make a world of a difference.
I have started to look more closely at the âlittleâ things he does, and I realized, his love is quiet, and Iâve come to love that Iâm the only one who can hear it.
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