Maybe love isn't about finding someone perfect. Maybe it's about finding someone who makes you feel safe enough to be yourself.

Someone you can talk to for hours and still have things to say. Someone who remembers the little things, notices when your mood changes, and chooses to stay even when life gets difficult.

I wonder if that kind of love still exists, or if we're all just pretending we don't want it anymore.

**Do you believe in love that lasts forever, or do you think every love story has an ending?**