I used to believe that if someone loved you, they would always be there, always talking, always close. But over time, I realized something deeperreal love doesn't force connection, it respects timing. People go through things they don't always share, and sometimes the kindest thing you can do is not push them to explain or to be okay faster. Instead, you give them space while still showing you care. You stay without overwhelming them, and you trust that what you have doesn't disappear just because things get quiet. I didn't understand that before, but now 1 see that love isn't about constant presenceit's about consistent care, even from a distance.