Love
I keep my distance like a quiet vow,
not out of absence, but intention.
Love, for me, is not always reaching—
sometimes it is restraint.
I have learned the gravity of closeness,
how it pulls, how it burns,
how even the gentlest orbit
can end in collision.
So I stand here,
a horizon you can almost touch,
close enough to feel the warmth,
far enough not to be consumed.
I love you in the spaces between things—
in unsent messages,
in pauses that say more than words,
in the discipline of turning away.
There is a kind of devotion
that does not ask to be held,
that survives on glimpses,
on the soft ache of “almost.”
And though my hands remain empty,
my heart is not
it is carefully kept,
beating for you
from a distance it chose.
Loving someone doesn't always mean being physically close or constantly expressing affection. From my own experiences, I've realized that love can also be about giving space, understanding boundaries, and appreciating the quiet moments in between interactions. There is a profound strength in restraining oneself, in loving thoughtfully rather than impulsively. This kind of love respects both your emotions and the other person's, creating a balance where connection is felt even without constant contact. When I practice this form of love, I notice how both people can maintain their individuality while still nurturing their bond. It demands patience and a deeper emotional awareness—recognizing that sometimes not reaching out immediately is a way of caring deeply. This approach helps prevent the potential 'burn' or emotional exhaustion that proximity might cause if boundaries are ignored. I've also found that loving in the spaces between things—unsent messages, meaningful silences, or the discipline to hold back—can carry a unique, tender power. It teaches you to find meaning beyond words and gestures, enhancing emotional resilience and appreciation for subtle expressions of devotion. Ultimately, this love nurtures a horizon that you can almost touch—close enough to feel warmth but far enough to avoid being consumed. It's about choosing distance intentionally, with care, allowing the heart to beat steadily for someone without needing to grasp or hold tightly. Such a love is not empty; it is rich with quiet presence and enduring dedication.
❤️