Valentine’s Day — Post IV

The Way We Come Back to Each Other

Love is not just how we argue.

It’s how we return.

After the tension.

After the miscommunication.

After the long days that stretch us thin.

There is something powerful about the way two people can circle back —

not perfectly,

not dramatically,

but intentionally.

The way a hand finds the small of your back.

The way a glance lingers a second longer than necessary.

The way proximity becomes language.

Marriage is not constant passion.

It’s layered.

It’s familiarity that turns into something magnetic.

It’s knowing someone so well that even silence feels charged.

There are seasons when love is quiet.

And then there are moments when it burns through the quiet — steady, assured, unapologetic.

Not desperate.

Not proving.

Just present.

This Valentine’s Day, I’m not celebrating fantasy.

I’m celebrating the way we come back to each other —

again and again —

choosing connection over distance.

That is its own kind of fire.