It’s in the pauses, the way you breathe differently when you’re about to say something but don’t. It’s in the weight of an “okay” that doesn’t mean okay, the way silence can scream louder than any argument. You know what I mean.
Some people think relationships are built on grand gestures, on anniversaries and perfect Instagram moments. But we know better. They’re built on inside jokes that don’t have punchlines, on the way your name sounds at 2 AM when it’s half-asleep, half-worried.
They’re built on the small, ridiculous things—like the way you always take the crust off your toast but eat the crust on mine. Like the way we argue about things that don’t matter because the things that do matter are too big to touch some days.
There are rules, but only we know them. Like how “nothing’s wrong” sometimes means “everything is,” but also, sometimes, it really means nothing at all. Like how certain songs belong to certain memories, and playing them too soon feels like skipping chapters in a book we haven’t finished writing.
People on the outside won’t get it. They won’t understand why “text me when you get home” is a love language or how an old sweatshirt can feel like safety. They won’t get the way a shared look across a crowded room can hold a whole conversation. But they don’t have to.
Because relationships aren’t for outsiders. They’re built in the spaces between words, in the things we don’t say but always mean. In the knowing. And we know.
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Crystal Amon
Princess Crystal Says 
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