No Grand Love
I don't want a grand kind of love.
I want the kind
that remembers my coffee,
notices my silence,
and stays. ❤️
The kind that doesn't need
big promises or perfect moments…
Just little things
that quietly say—
“I know you.
I see you.
I'm here.”
The kind that remembers
the things I casually mention,
notices when my smile feels different,
and understands
what I don't know how to say.
Maybe that's the love
we secretly wish for—
Not loud.
Not perfect.
Just real enough
to stay. 🦋
Dilse Diaries ✍🏻 Pooja.K
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