When Healing Starts to Change Your Taste in Love.
No more crazy kinda over here!
Dear Heart,
It’s been a while… I know. Today, I just wanted to sit with you. To breathe with you. To speak from that raw, honest place that knows you’ll understand.
Today let’s talk Healing again…
Because healing does something strange to you. It starts quietly. At first, you think you’re just trying to “move on” or “let go.” But one day, without warning, you wake up and realize you no longer crave the chaos you once called love.
You remember how you used to chase butterflies that felt more like stomach aches. How you confused emotional instability for depth. How being “crazy in love” made you feel alive, yes.. but also anxious, unsure, and constantly trying to prove you were worth staying for.
It wasn’t love, it was romanticized dysfunction, and honestly… it was exhausting.
Healing doesn’t just patch you up, it rewires you. It changes your taste, it makes you crave softness.
Now, you want the kind of love that brings peace to your soul, not panic to your chest. You want steady hands, a calm voice, someone who speaks with clarity, not confusion. You want to be seen, not studied. Safe, not tested. Held, not handled.
No more rollercoasters that leave you emotionally dizzy. No more lovers who disappear into silence only to return with chaos. No more shrinking yourself to make someone stay.
Because healing teaches you that you were never “too sensitive”— you were simply always tuned in to what hurt. And now, you’re listening to your body when it whispers, “This isn’t love.” You no longer glorify the high highs and the gut-wrenching lows. You crave the in-between, the ordinary magic of showing up, being kind, staying true. You want love that feels like home, not survival.
So give me soft in love. Give me seen in love. Give me gentle eyes and honest words. Give me the kind of love that doesn’t make me flinch. Because “crazy in love” may sell albums and fill movie screens… But in real life, I’m choosing peace, I’m choosing calm, I’m choosing me.
And if you’re on that journey too, I want you to know:
You’re not hard to love.
You were just trying to be loved in a place that required you to bleed for it.
Not anymore.
We’re healing now.
And healing changes everything.
You are deeply lovable, Just as you are.
With love,
Fayvour Rebirth