I always believed that love was supposed to be fireworks — an instant spark, a sudden knowing, a dramatic shift that swept you off your feet and left you dizzy.…
They say love is loud — fireworks in the sky, grand gestures, dramatic declarations that could rival a movie script. But for me, love came quietly. It didn’t shout or…
They say love letters are a thing of the past, relics from a time when words carried more weight because they couldn’t vanish with a swipe. I never thought I’d…
The postcard arrived on a Tuesday, the kind of ordinary day that never expects anything life changing to ring its doorbell. It was tucked among coupon flyers and a glossy…
It’s funny how a single moment, a single coincidence, can split your life into two parts: the “before” and the “after.” For me, that moment happened on an ordinary Tuesday…
I used to think love stories happened in coffee shops, on vacation, or during some kind of cinematic meet-cute. What I never expected was that mine would start on a…
They say music heals everything, but I never truly believed that until the night I heard our song. Not because it was written for us — at least not in…
It happened on a Sunday afternoon, the kind of lazy day where time seems to move slower, and even the sunlight filtering through the window feels like it’s in no…
The accidental text came on an ordinary Thursday evening. I was halfway through reheating last night’s pasta when my phone buzzed with a message that clearly wasn’t meant for me:…
They say heartbreak feels like a storm. For me, it was more like a quiet winter—cold, gray, and endless. I went to work, smiled when I had to, and even…