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There is one thing I understood late in life… and that is, balance is necessary in love.
Not so much closeness that interest fades away, and not so much distance that indifference is born.
There was a time when I believed that if love exists, then we must be together all the time. Talking every hour. Sharing every small detail. Knowing everything about each other. In the beginning, it felt beautiful. Long phone calls, small arguments, quick apologies. It felt peaceful knowing that person was always there.
But slowly, something changed. The conversations were the same, yet the excitement started fading. Maybe we became so close that there was nothing left to wait for. And when waiting disappears, desire slowly weakens too. That was the first time I realized that too much closeness can sometimes make the heart habitual instead of passionate.
Then life showed me the other extreme.
Circumstances created distance between us. Conversations became less frequent. Days turned into weeks. At first, my heart felt restless. Every notification made me think it was them. But after some time, a strange silence settled inside me. As if my heart quietly accepted that expecting too much would only hurt more.
That moment is dangerous…
when restlessness slowly turns into indifference.
That is when I truly understood — relationships do not survive on love alone; they survive on balance. A little closeness brings comfort, and a little distance keeps longing alive. If you are always together, value may decrease. If you are too far apart, the heart protects itself by becoming careless.
Today, I believe the beauty of love lies in moderation. Not complete possession. Not complete detachment. Just enough closeness to feel secure, and just enough distance to keep the heart praying for each other.
Maybe I learned this lesson a little late…
but what I learned, I learned deeply.
