There’s something hauntingly beautiful about us; how our love doesn’t shout, but lingers. And I think that’s what forever feels like quiet, certain, and impossibly kind.
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀(𝒲𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𖡼 Noemi L. ) ❤︎ .
𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥 (10/09/25) Funny how four months can hold so much. The moments that felt too small to matter but ended up meaning everything. Maybe love was never meant to be fireworks — maybe it’s meant to be the steady flame that stays, even when the night gets colder.
Sometimes I look back at where we started, and it feels like a dream I never wanted to wake from. You’ve seen me in ways no one else ever has — not the picture-perfect, but the real, the raw, the almost. And still, you stayed. Still, you loved.