What it Feels Like When Someone Stays

I’m more of an eyes man than an ears man.It’s not the silence that gets to me.Some silences are connection.It’s the feeling of not being seen anymore that can ache.Is that when it lands for you, too—the missing, the quiet lack of being seen?

I’m Steven.I’m a man on PEI, and I write.Not by trade, but by temperament. This page is where I put my thoughts about love, character, repair, and the kind of relationship worth building. It isn’t a quote page.It isn’t a joke.And it isn’t written by a brand. It’s just me. I’m Steven I started this…

There’s a difference between being composed and being closed.I’ve done both. When I’m composed, I have room for you.When I’m hiding, there’s barely room for me.

The world is big. I’m still hoping something I write finds the right woman from this big beautiful ball…and she says Hi. This photo of the Earth was taken by the Artemis-II mission, humankind’s first foray to the moon since before I was born! Behind the Wires Personal Notes Anybody who knows me knows I…

To me, healthy love doesn’t look like a cycle of panic and grand gestures. It looks like a steady rhythm of small, ordinary evidences. It’s the regular heartbeats of showing each other we’re each’s other in all the small ways. Not a dozen roses because I’m “in trouble,” but materializing back at the cart while…

Some things fade.Some things stay.These were a few that stayed. ~Links to the week’s posts in the first comment~