Honey, can I ask you something. Why aren’t you responding to my texts? I’m not asking to upset you or pressure you. I’m asking because I care. Because silence, when it comes from someone I love, feels heavy — not because I think you owe me an answer, but because I notice when something feels different. And right now, something feels a little quiet on your end. I know life gets loud. I know emotions run deep, and sometimes words don’t come easily. Maybe you're tired. Maybe you're overwhelmed. Maybe you just need space to breathe, to think, to feel without having to explain yourself. And if that’s the case — that’s okay. You don’t have to perform for me. You don’t have to be “on” all the time. I love you in the silence too. But I also love you in the honesty. So I’m asking because I want to understand — not to accuse, not to assume the worst, but to meet you where you are. Are you hurting? Are you angry? Did I say something that didn’t sit right with you? Or are you simply… tired? Because any of those answers is okay. I just don’t want to guess. I don’t want to fill in the blanks with fear when the truth might be something as simple as “I just needed a moment.” You are not obligated to respond quickly. You never have been. But I’ve come to treasure our connection — the back-and-forth, the laughter, the way we reach for each other even across all this distance. So when the reaching isn’t met, my heart notices.