Bubble of Love
Do you ever feel weak when you think of a certain person? Or maybe a specific moment, a conversation, or a memory that still lives in the corners of your mind? For a long time, if you had asked me about love, I would have stood at the very end of the line to defend it. I didn’t believe it was for me. But life has a way of softening the edges of our beliefs. Over time, I’ve realized love does leave an imprint on us — even if we don’t want to admit it. I have my pillars: my family, my close friends, and those precious bonds that have no name. They have been my constant shelter through storms, the steady ground beneath me. I cherish them deeply. But there are moments I wonder — what about a partner? Someone to share life’s moments with, someone to witness my journey? The truth is, I’m happy in my life, and yet, there’s been a quiet void. Not exactly love, but the feeling of being loved. And sometimes, that longing tempts us to turn back to the people who once hurt us. Time dulls the edge...