“A Quiet Love” (For Married/Committed)
My Heart,
Ours isn’t the loud kind of love. It doesn’t scream from rooftops or need fireworks. It’s in the way you pour my tea just the way I like it. In how you touch the small of my back as we walk through crowds. It’s in the shared silence at night, knowing no words are needed.
This quiet love — it has healed me. Taught me patience. Softened my sharp edges. You’ve given me peace where I once carried storms.
If I had to choose again, I’d still choose you — not for the grand moments, but for the thousand quiet ones that feel like home.
Still in love,
Yours
My Heart,
Ours isn’t the loud kind of love. It doesn’t scream from rooftops or need fireworks. It’s in the way you pour my tea just the way I like it. In how you touch the small of my back as we walk through crowds. It’s in the shared silence at night, knowing no words are needed.
This quiet love — it has healed me. Taught me patience. Softened my sharp edges. You’ve given me peace where I once carried storms.
If I had to choose again, I’d still choose you — not for the grand moments, but for the thousand quiet ones that feel like home.
Still in love,
Yours
“A Quiet Love” (For Married/Committed)π©β€οΈππ¨π
My Heart,
Ours isn’t the loud kind of love. It doesn’t scream from rooftops or need fireworks. It’s in the way you pour my tea just the way I like it. In how you touch the small of my back as we walk through crowds. It’s in the shared silence at night, knowing no words are needed.
This quiet love — it has healed me. Taught me patience. Softened my sharp edges. You’ve given me peace where I once carried storms.
If I had to choose again, I’d still choose you — not for the grand moments, but for the thousand quiet ones that feel like home.
Still in love,
Yoursβ£οΈπ
