How do you tell someone that the reason why you’re sad is because you love them?

I realized how much I love you when the nights turned silent and I was left alone with my thoughts. In the stillness of 3am, I clung to my pillow, tears cascading down my cheeks, wondering if I was good enough for you, if I was giving you all that you deserved. My heart ached with the fear that I wasn't enough, and with each tear, I felt the depth of my love for you.

As the moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating my solitary vigil, I found myself consumed by the memories of us. It was those memories that kept me awake.

Each argument we had felt like a storm, but even in the midst of it, I clung to the hope that it was just a passing squall, not a harbinger of our end.

The mornings brought new light, but with it, the realization that my sadness was not just about the arguments or the distance, but because I loved you so deeply.

It was this love that made the pain sharper, the longing more profound. I didn't want to lose you; I wanted to banish the circumstances that hurt us, to fight against the tides that threatened to pull us apart.

In the end, it was this love that kept me hoping, dreaming, and fighting for us. The only thing I wanted to disappear was the pain that stood between us, because losing you was never an option my heart could bear.