🌙 The Shape of What We Keep

Not everything stays the way it began —

but some things don’t need to.

Love shifts, reshapes, and softens over time —

not a loss, but a settling.

What we keep isn’t the spark,

but the warmth it left behind.

There are pieces of us that only time could sculpt —

the way forgiveness feels lighter now,

the way touch carries more meaning when it’s chosen, not assumed.

We’ve let go of things that once mattered,

but somehow kept the parts that truly did —

the steady laughter,

the small kindnesses,

the quiet reaching for each other in the dark.

The shape of what we keep is different now,

but it fits us better —

not perfect,

just real.

🕯 Love doesn’t stay the same.

It stays true.