Love likes to play hide and seek…

Sometimes I think love is just a little prankster with a good sense of humor. You know that feeling when life seems fine - coffee in the morning, work, friends, small joys - and then suddenly your heart whispers, “Hey, don’t forget, someone’s still missing here!”

It’s funny, isn’t it? You can be perfectly happy and still secretly dream of someone to share your pizza, your dreams, and your Sunday laziness with. Someone who will text you, “Did you eat?” and actually mean it. Someone who will make you laugh so hard that your mascara runs, and you don’t even care.

I believe love finds us not when we chase it, but when we finally start living fully - messy hair, cozy socks, and all.
But sometimes, when I look at the sky in the evening, I still catch myself smiling and thinking… “Maybe he’s looking at the same sky right now?