The right kind of love
does not keep you guessing.

It does not leave you
studying silence
like there is something hidden there
you are supposed to find.

It does not make distance
feel like a test
you forgot how to pass.

I have spent enough time
trying to understand
why someone felt close one day
and unreachable the next.

Warmth.
Then absence.

Attention.
Then uncertainty.

Enough to keep me there,
not enough
to let me rest.

That kind of inconsistency
does not create mystery.

It creates a body
that starts bracing
before anything has happened.

A mind
that begins searching
for what changed.

A heart
that learns to wait
instead of receive.

I am not asking
for constant attention.

I am asking
for intention.

To feel considered
without having to question it.

To feel chosen
without having to decode
what I mean to you.

Because the moment
I start wondering
where I stand,
something has already shifted.

Not loudly.

But enough.

Enough for me
to feel myself
pulling inward.

Enough for my softness
to hesitate
before it reaches you.

Attraction is presence.

It is the way
you respond
when I show you something real.

The steadiness
you bring
when nothing dramatic
is happening.

The way safety
does not have to announce itself
because it is already there.

I do not want
to chase clarity.

I have spent enough time
trying to make meaning
out of absence.

Enough time
filling in the gaps
someone else kept leaving.

Enough time
mistaking uncertainty
for depth.

When communication
starts to feel like effort
for you,
it becomes distance
for me.

And something in me
notices.

I stop reaching
the same way.

I stop opening
as easily.

I stop offering
the parts of me
that once came forward
without fear.

Not out of spite.

Because my body knows
when it is no longer
being met.

Consistency is not boring.

It is what lets love
stop performing
and start living.

It is what gives tenderness
somewhere safe
to stay.

Consistency does not make things boring.
It makes them safe enough to grow.

(I learned that inconsistency doesn’t confuse me, it pushes me away.)