Love is not loud words, but silence between hearts

Love is not a fairy tale or a flash for a moment. It is not ideal photos or the number of likes under a couple's selfie. True love is quieter. Deeper. It lives in the little things.

It is when you wake up next to a person and are in no hurry to get up, simply because you feel: here it is, your peace. This is when you can be silent together - and at the same time understand each other better than in a thousand words.

Love is not constant euphoria. It is maturity. It is the willingness to be there not only in moments of happiness, but also when it is difficult. It is not the search for an ideal, but the acceptance of a person with all his bright and dark sides. It is trust built not on control, but on respect.

Love is a hand that holds tightly, but does not squeeze. Eyes in which you see home. A heart that beats in the rhythm of yours. It's when someone knows where you hurt - and does everything so that you don't feel that pain anymore.

True love is mature. It can be passionate, bold, crazy, but at its core there is always one thing - a deep need not only to take, but also to give. Not for the sake of profit, but because you want to.

And let the world make noise, shout, distract - I believe: love always finds those who are not afraid to be real.