Love isn’t always gentle.
Sometimes it shakes, sometimes it breaks, sometimes it demands more than you think you can give. After the fire of the beginnings, after the passion and the laughter, comes the silence. The silence that asks: Will you still stay when it’s hard?

There were days when we didn’t understand each other. Words cut deeper than they should, and silence felt louder than any fight. We faced storms we never saw coming — doubts, distance, the shadows of our own fears. And yet, through every trial, one truth remained: love isn’t proven in the easy days. It’s proven in the nights when you’re both tired, hurt, but still reaching for each other.

I remember the times I thought we might lose everything. But then there was your hand, reaching for mine. There was your voice, softer after anger, reminding me that we were more than the chaos, more than the hurt. And in those moments, I understood — love is not perfect. It is persistence.

When love is tested, it either breaks or becomes unshakable.
And ours… it learned to bend without breaking. To fall without giving up. To stumble, but always find its way back.

Because real love is not about never falling apart.
It’s about always choosing to put the pieces back together — again and again.

Always and Forever