I once believed love was a spark—those fleeting moments of wonder. The rush of a first date, the dance of discovering someone new. They felt like the pinnacle, the beating heart of the story. But now, I see those moments differently. They’re the invitation, the toll paid to enter the deeper connection terrain. They’re the prologue, not the essence.... See more

“Falling in love is like entering a room you didn’t know existed in your own house. You think you know the layout—you’ve lived here a long time, you’ve opened every drawer, rearranged every piece of furniture in your head—and then someone says, ‘What about this door?’ And they open it. And suddenly there’s light you’ve never seen before. A corner... See more