I choose to love you in silence, for in silence I find no rejection. No unanswered questions. No fragile words waiting to be returned.

Silence holds what cannot be misunderstood. It allows love to exist without interruption, without the risk of being turned away.

I choose to love you in loneliness, for in loneliness no one owns you but me. There, in the quiet space between thoughts, you belong only to my imagination, untouched by the world, untouched by reality.

Loneliness, in its own strange way, becomes a sanctuary a place where love can exist freely, without needing permission.

I choose to adore you from a distance, for distance will shield me from pain. It keeps my heart safe from the sharp edges of truth, from the things I might learn if I stood too close.

From afar, love feels softer. Untouched by disappointment. Unchanged by the things that could break it.

I choose to kiss you in the wind, for the wind is gentler than my lips. It carries what I cannot say, moves between us without resistance, and asks for nothing in return.

The wind understands how to touch without holding too tightly, how to pass through without leaving behind pain.

I choose to hold you in my dreams, for in my dreams you have no end. There are no limits, no goodbyes, no moments of loss. Only endless versions of you, staying exactly where I need you to be.

And yet, beneath all these quiet choices, there is a truth I cannot ignore.

Love like this is both beautiful and heavy. It protects the heart, but it also keeps it waiting.

Because to love in silence is to feel deeply without ever being certain if that feeling will be returned.

Still, I choose it.

Not because it is easy, but because it is honest.

Because sometimes, loving from a distance, loving without expectation, loving without being seen…

is the only way the heart knows how to love.

And even in silence, even in distance, even in dreams

it is still you.