A love that chooses to love 💕

I want a love

where, when I cry,

he holds me gently—

not screaming at me,

not telling me what I did wrong,

not turning my tears into a lesson.

Just holding me.

Caressing my head

until the storm inside me

quietly learns how to breathe again.

I want a love

that sometimes feels like

a soft glaze of vanilla—

sweet, warm,

slow and familiar.

And sometimes

like dramatic drum rolls—

loud, passionate,

a little chaotic,

the kind of love that makes

your heart feel too full to contain.

I want a love

where intimacy isn't just touch,

but emotional availability.

Where vulnerability

doesn't feel like a burden.

Where silence isn't uncomfortable.

Where being beside each other

is sometimes enough.

A love with ease.

With calmness.

With the kind of presence

that soothes you

without needing to fix you.

A love where

we can fall apart

in each other's arms

and never feel ashamed

of being soft.

A love that doesn't only stay

when everything is beautiful,

but chooses to stay

when things are difficult too.

A love that chooses me

again and again.

And perhaps most of all,

I want a love

that doesn't merely happen to us.

A love we consciously choose.

Every day.

A love that chooses

to understand,

to hold,

to listen,

to stay—

a love that chooses to love.

I had a conversation with my friends about what kind of boyfriend/love they want, and etc etc. I just had this vision of how I want to feel when I'm in love, and as a result, I wrote this, although I took some help from AI to make the flow better!