Some connections don’t need definitions.
They exist in shared glances, in quiet understanding, in moments that don’t ask for explanation.
There’s a certain elegance in leaving things undefined—allowing them to exist without pressure or expectation.
Not everything needs to be named to be real.
Would you be comfortable with something that simply is?
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