Not the fairy-tale kind of love.
But love that shows up on bad days.
The love that stays when there’s nothing to gain.
The love that listens without fixing.
The love that forgives without keeping score.
I’ve learned “till the end” isn’t about how long we stay.
it’s about how well we stay.
Like…
💋 Being present in the moments that matter.
💋 Fight for each other, not against each other.
💋 Keeping the respect even in arguments.
Because in the end, loyalty is louder than words, right?
And actions… those stay in people’s hearts long after we’re gone.
So to the people who’ve been my constant:
I love you.
Till the end.
Gitu.
xoxoxo, the emo AuntyHR
(also not too sober 😘)
