Top 10 Essays on Belief in Love

What do you think you're doing right now? I wonder if you miss me as much as I miss you. These are the questions I ask myself daily, wondering if you feel the same way I do. Long-distance love is exactly this – not being able to see you every day, not knowing what you're up to, or if you're thinking of me.

For me, it's just you all day long, always on my mind, wishing to see you so badly. But reality is we’re far apart, each in our own place, and I can only see you during the holidays. I truly long for those moments, waiting for time to speed up so I can see your bright face, your warm smile, to hold you tight, feel your scent, and the warmth of your embrace, as if your presence gives me strength.

You have your studies, I have mine, so we can't talk or text all day. We only have those few moments during lunch breaks or late at night before we sleep to check in with each other.

Our love is expressed through quick text messages, hasty words, virtual kisses, and loving emojis. Though it seems small, I treasure every single one of those things. I keep all our messages so that whenever I miss you, I can read them again and smile to myself.

Even though you're so busy, you always find time to message me every day, sending a bit of love in every text. Sometimes, I wish I were those words in your messages, so I could be closer to you, to feel like I’m with you every day. I miss you so much, but I try to hold back from being needy, so you don’t worry about me too much. Yet sometimes, I can’t help but say, 'I miss you so much,' my voice choking, eyes teary. In my heart, I just want to run to you and cry in your arms, but I can’t. We’re too far apart, and the distance always keeps us apart.

Long-distance love means missing each other on special days like holidays, Valentine’s, Christmas, or birthdays. While couples stroll hand in hand down the streets, or enjoy dinner together to celebrate, I feel so lonely. On those days, I don’t need presents, flowers, or fancy restaurant meals. All I need is for you to be there with me, even if it’s just for a few minutes, to ease my longing and sadness.

What I fear the most is that time and distance will cause your love for me to fade. We don't get to spend enough time together like other couples do, so I worry if the distance will create a gap between us. Whenever I feel this way, you always calm me down, telling me I'm overthinking, assuring me that your love for me is strong.

You’re always gentle, full of love and care. You’ve become more mature and always worry about me, guiding me on what’s right and wrong. Because of you, I've grown, and I love you as a more mature woman, yet still with the heart of that little girl who’s in love with you.

There are times when I feel I can't take it anymore, and thoughts of giving up cross my mind. But when I think of the reasons we started this journey, of all our efforts, memories, and the love we share, I find strength. That love, that passion, gives me the courage to continue waiting for the day we’ll be together. You are the one who keeps the flame of our love burning, and you are the reason I keep holding on, hoping for the day we’ll reunite. Every day, I hope it will pass peacefully, and we’ll still be together, waiting for the moment we’ll finally be reunited.

Even though we’re apart, the happiest moments for me are when you come back to me. Even if it’s just for a few days, it’s more than enough. The excitement and joy of waiting to see you take over me. And once again, I’ll see your familiar face, your radiant smile, hold you close, feel your warmth and love. We’ll walk hand in hand through crowded streets, laughing and making memories, taking pictures so that whenever I miss you, I can open them, relive those moments, and feel the happiness of being with you again. Despite the distance, our souls are always together, always looking towards each other. That’s enough for me.

We’ll wait together, hoping for the day we won’t have to be apart anymore. I can’t wait for that day to come.

Collected

Even though I’ve grown, I’m still just a child at heart, still believing in the promises you made. Though you’re far away, living your life, I have no idea who you’re with or what you’re doing. But the belief we had when we were together still burns brightly in me. People say I’m naive. Yes, I am, and it’s this naivety that makes me trust you so completely. This relationship feels like a huge gamble for me, one so big that I’ve wagered my entire youth without regret. The days pass, but I still hold on to the hope that our promises remain as true as when we first fell in love.

Every time my phone rings and I see your name, I remind myself that you still think of me. As long as we’re in touch, I believe we still have love. Do you think that’s right, my love?

There are days when I call, and you don’t pick up. In those moments, I wonder if you’ve forgotten me. But the love in my heart pushes away those doubts, and I keep hoping. Girls are naturally sensitive, and I’m no different. When we’re apart, I fear the worst. I fear the day I won’t hear your voice, see your face, or get your texts. The emptiness, the coldness that fills my heart is terrifying.

You’re so far away, and if I had one wish, it would be to shrink the world so that we would never have to be apart. Loving someone and then being separated is truly painful. That pain wears a mask of loneliness. When I’m by myself, I feel it deeply, but even when I have someone to remember, that loneliness cuts even deeper. If I had known that loneliness would be this unbearable, I might never have gotten to know you. They say that to know longing and loneliness is to grow up. But if growing up means this much pain, I would rather stay small forever.

Alone in a café, sitting across from an empty chair, the loneliness seems to consume my heart. I tell myself, you must be feeling the same way in your far-off place.

Every rainy afternoon, when the world is a blur and the air is cold, my hands tremble with the chill, and I long for the warmth of your embrace. I console myself, telling myself that it won’t be long, and soon you’ll be back.

Loving through doubts is the most painful kind of love, isn’t it? What’s the point of staying up at night worrying, stressing over the unknown? I’ve let go of everything else and put my faith completely in our love. No matter what the world says, I’ll stop caring. Come back to me, so our youth isn’t wasted, but instead becomes the most beautiful chapter of our lives, okay?

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Long-distance love is something not everyone is brave enough to try. Love can be fragile. We speak of love and care, but if it’s not deep and steadfast, the physical distance between two people can slowly destroy what we had. Over time, the long conversations fade, the loving texts diminish, and gradually, we begin to drift apart, filing each other away in the back of our memories, overshadowed by life’s demands. You, too, are afraid, just like anyone else. That fear has haunted you since the moment you realized you loved me!

Anyone can say 'I love you,' but maintaining and nurturing that sacred love is not something everyone can do. I fear our first love will blossom only to wither away in regret and pain! The thought of my mind and heart being tormented by longing and uncertainty scares me, as I teeter on the edge between what’s real and what’s imagined...

Sometimes, the heart has a strength that overrides the selfishness of the mind. Pushing aside the fear, I think to myself, 'Forget it, whatever happens, happens.' Gathering all my courage, I confessed my feelings for you. Yes, it was clumsy, with awkward words and a video made by a guy who had never successfully won a girl over. But it was real, born from days filled with fluttering emotions, and the internal turmoil that consumed me.

But love is meaningless if both people don’t consider the long-term future, living only in the present. It’s not something to approach lightly or passively, just going through the motions each day. Because when we love, we are responsible for nurturing that love, making sure it can grow as far as possible. I feel that responsibility too — I want to care for you, share my life with you as we journey forward together. I don’t know how long this journey will be, but at least it will be long enough to leave an imprint on both our hearts.

There are times, especially when we’re apart, that I feel jealous and small. I’m usually optimistic and playful, but when it comes to love, I’m sensitive and easily moved. I watch my friends walk hand-in-hand with their partners and I find myself thinking about our love, wondering if I’ll ever have that with you. When I see other couples riding together down the streets, I think about our future and feel an unexpected pang of sadness.

More than ever before, I fear losing you, my love...

You always say, 'Don’t send me anything for Valentine’s Day, I don’t need gifts.' After much hesitation, I still decided to send you something, because I didn’t want my little love to feel lonely in a season meant for couples, even though you already have a shoulder to lean on. There are moments when there’s nothing to say, or I just want to send silly, meaningless texts, when I look awful, my voice still groggy from sleep — but I still pick up my phone to call you, still search your name in Messenger to make a video call. It’s simply because my longing for you consumes me. I’m childish, fearing that if we don’t see each other, don’t hear each other’s voices, you might slowly forget me, grow tired of me, and drift away without me even knowing. I’m also afraid that one day, my hands won’t be able to hold onto your heart as you feel the natural pull of life and the fleeting excitement of youth. And then we’ll lose each other...

So even though love from a distance feels fragile, let’s keep the fire of our passion burning. Let’s love each other deeply, cherish every moment, dream far and wide about what seems impossible. And one day, no matter the distance, we’ll truly be together, and the miles that separate us will feel insignificant.

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Loving from a distance is far from a safe choice, yet so many are willing to risk everything just to walk together across a fragile thread that could snap at any moment. I truly admire those in long-distance relationships, those who gamble it all just to keep their hearts intertwined...

Loving from afar is about accepting to wait, no questions asked...

They say those in long-distance relationships are addicted, addicted to a feeling that, though intangible, is impossible to shake. They wait unconditionally, waiting for the day their love will be whole, for when the time comes to be together. Waiting for someone feels like walking a long road with no end in sight. Even though the path may be bitter, even stormy, they smile with contentment, knowing that happiness is the journey to find each other, not just the destination...

Loving from a distance means placing a bet on your heart, trusting that the other person is still there...

It’s like playing a game of archery, where your partner is the archer aiming for the bullseye — your heart. If you believe you’ll win, then the arrow will pierce your heart, meaning that you trust they’ll stay. It’s this belief that fuels hope and love, even in the years of separation, as we both remain tethered to each other in spirit.

Loving from afar means accepting loneliness...

The loneliness that comes with loving from a distance is something we embrace as our privilege. A quiet, bittersweet solitude. Whether in joy or sorrow, all we can share are dry emojis and fragmented texts, leaving only the echo of an emotionless ringtone. In the cold of winter, while couples hold hands on the streets, we can only look through a screen at someone who feels so far away. There are times when tears fall freely, only to be quickly wiped away, forcing ourselves to move on; moments of happiness too grand to hug anyone, leaving us in the arms of an empty room. But it’s still loneliness, with the heart telling itself there is someone to wait for, someone to miss, someone who’s also lonely out there, far away.

Loving from a distance means placing absolute trust in each other...

Those in long-distance relationships have their own logic, and trust becomes the ultimate measure of loyalty. Without that trust, it’s almost impossible to continue. Only trust, the unwavering belief in each other, can overcome any distance, no matter how vast or long.

Loving from afar means loving through memories...

While couples love through regular dates and meetings, those in long-distance relationships can only love through memories. Every memory is exchanged for time and distance, for rushed encounters followed by hasty farewells...

Loving from a distance means accepting everything — loving each other, holding on despite the miles. Even when waiting feels endless, when trust is tested, and memories start to fade, we still believe that having each other in our lives is the greatest joy — a joy we both choose to fight for...

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Loving from a distance – two simple words, yet nothing about it is simple, is it?

Loving from afar means longing. It means remembering until your heart aches. It means those moments of feeling small and needing a comforting shoulder, but it’s not there.

Loving from afar means feeling a lump in your throat but not being able to share the warmth of a hug. Not daring to speak of your longing, afraid the words might turn into tears.

Loving from afar means missing the touch of hands, the warmth of hugs, the kisses, and the familiar scent of hair you once knew so well.

Loving from afar means walking down the street, watching couples happily hand in hand, exchanging warm glances, and suddenly feeling that pang of jealousy, wishing for just one more hand to hold, to give you courage.

Loving from afar means only being able to express love through words, short phone calls, quick text messages, and songs you both listen to at the same time, in two different places.

Loving from afar means traveling alone everywhere, waiting eagerly for the day you’ll finally meet, even if only for a fleeting moment.

Loving from afar means that every time you meet again, there’s so much you want to say, but when you’re face to face, the words don’t come out. You just smile at each other, silently making up for the lonely days apart.

Loving from afar means realizing that you’re capable of waiting, of rejecting everything else just to keep your heart devoted to one person, the one who truly matters.

Loving from afar means joy when you see their number calling, or a text message from them lighting up your screen.

Loving from afar is about missing someone. It’s about yearning. It’s about needing a shoulder to lean on. It’s about needing a warm embrace to chase away the loneliness. It’s the tears, the smiles, the love. Whether near or far, love is still love.

Genuine affection, trust, respect for each other, and all the unspoken things – together, these create love.

Promise me, love, that even though I’m far from you, unable to be the one who rushes to your side when you’re tired… But fate has already chosen, placed you in my heart. So, I am loving you from afar.

Happiness comes from you!!!

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There’s a saying: 'Trust is like paper; once crumpled, it can never be perfect again.' Trust is invisible, yet it influences all our decisions. When we place that trust in someone we love, respect, and care for, it holds tremendous weight.

Trust is not easily built, but it can be shattered in an instant. If that trust is not reciprocated, over time it will slowly erode until one day, we realize we can no longer trust. Worse still, we may start to doubt ourselves.

Have you ever waited for a message? Each time you text, full of hope, only to be met with silence. It’s not just about a reply; it’s about your trust being ignored, your feelings disregarded. Each time a message goes unanswered, the disappointment grows, and soon, you stop reaching out when you’re feeling weak or sad, knowing the response will never come.

Even if that person later shows more care, always responding to your messages, the fear remains. The fear that the silence could return, that your trust will shatter once again. It leaves a scar, and every new person who comes into your life carries that same fear.

Some girls are strong enough to control their emotions. They’re honest and direct, ready to let go of someone who causes them pain. But others, more sensitive and fragile, struggle with their emotions. They defend the one they love, even as they console themselves in silence. It’s heartbreaking. The moment they begin to learn self-reliance, due to the neglect of the one they care for, marks the beginning of a loss that may be irreversible.

Sensitive girls, over time, grow stronger. They bear the scars of past wounds, and no longer reach out to the ones who once held their hearts, even though their desire for understanding and care still beats within them.

Once trust has been broken, rebuilding it is a long and difficult journey. It’s not easy, but it’s necessary. When dealing with others, we must be tactful and kind. If you’re busy, a simple emoji can reassure someone. In important moments, take 30 seconds to send a few words. If someone is truly important to you, there’s always a way to reply. Trust is like glass – beautiful and fragile. Once shattered, it creates sharp shards that can hurt.

- Trúc Châu -

I write to you, my love from afar, to the place I’ve never visited, yet where every sorrow, every yearning in my heart finds its way to. It’s to you, the person who holds my heart, changing the world around me with every beat, every longing. Can you hear my heart’s constant rhythm calling for you?

Seasons change, and I still wander aimlessly, caught in the swift current of life. My steps follow the familiar, unnamed path, day after day, with no end in sight.

For months, my heart has foolishly let emotions rise and fall, like an untamed horse, never once seeking to reign them in. Up and down they go, fleeting like the wind.

The sun shines and fades, the wind blows and passes, and I’ve never been one to wish to hold back the sunset or trap the breeze. I know these dreamy thoughts were never meant for me, and I have no desire to test such romantic notions.

Life moves swiftly, and I stumble, lost both in my steps and in my soul, yet I keep moving forward, not questioning, just going with the flow. Day by day, season by season, everything comes and goes, yet nothing leaves a lasting trace in my mind.

Then one day, on a windy afternoon, just like your name, I allowed my heart to skip a beat when I heard your sweet voice, even though we had never met. You came to me through the songs you sang, through your words of care shared across the lens. I wonder, does your heart also beat a little slower when you think of me? Do you feel the ache of longing too? Do you worry when I’m upset?

They say love from a distance isn’t real, but whether or not I believe, my heart has already chosen its path. Sometimes, I wonder if my feelings are real or just a facade, but then I remember: they are my heart’s feelings. Loving you, loving from afar, love never met. Is it difficult for you? Is it difficult for me? Is it difficult for those who look on from the outside? I ask myself, based on the pain I’ve known before.

I write to you, my love from afar, to the one living in a place I’ve never known, to the one who carries my heart through all the weary days, to the one who bears the pain I feel.

How difficult is it for you, my love, to endure my heart’s brokenness? How hard is it for you to share in my sorrow when my heart hasn’t fully healed yet?

I miss you dearly, my love, how many others love you, yet you chose me, to make me feel this sadness?

I miss you, I yearn for you, and I ask, will you stay with me, now and forever?

The sun is still golden, and my steps now carry a rhythm for you. Walk with me, hand in hand, through everything, just like the songs you sing, like the words you record and send to me each night. Stay with me, as you promised: we will meet, and I will be yours.

I once struggled with these words of love, for I had heard them before and let them go. But now I wonder, do you have the patience to wait for me?

Your words, your promises, I ask you to make them real for me, to make me happy with you by my side.

Come to me, love me, and never leave me again.

Everything still lies ahead, and all my faith rests with you. I love you, I cherish you with everything I have.

My wind, please stop here, and together let us build a future, just as we promised. I am still waiting here, waiting for the day we meet, when you will hold me close, and we will breathe the same air, side by side.

I love you, my beloved wind.

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In the rainy streets of Saigon, I find myself missing you and loving you. The familiar corners, the old memories, the quiet café by the street, and the gentle tunes that take me back to the dreamy days of our youth.

How long has it been since we first met, I wonder?

It’s been seven years and eight months, since those days in high school when we first crossed paths. You and I, young love, pure and innocent. I still remember that awkward guy sitting next to me with his dark glasses and silly smile that always made me laugh. I remember you running to get a popsicle from the school canteen just for me. I remember you quietly comforting me when I was scolded by my mother.

I used to wonder if, after those three years together, we’d still be a part of each other’s lives. Or would we just be friends, with you finding someone better, someone more suitable than me, and our paths drifting apart?

But no, we went our separate ways. You went to the West for college, and I stayed behind to follow my own dreams.

Yet, we still had each other. The texts, the calls, the video chats. Still, the moments when:

When I’m feeling down, you’re there with just one call. When you’re feeling discouraged, I’m there to cheer you up, telling you about the new friends I’ve met.

Your smile still warms my heart, especially on cold nights when there’s no one else to talk to.

So, our hearts were never really apart. The need for someone to be there for you, the loneliness I felt, both were met in ways we didn’t even need to ask for.

I still remember the simple, sweet moments of us together, like when you’d ride me around on your tiny bike with only a few coins in your pocket. Those little moments felt so precious.

I still love you, and even though life moves quickly, there’s always a corner of my heart reserved for you. I wonder how you’re doing over there. In one more year, you’ll be back, and our four years apart will finally be over. People say I’ve been waiting three years already, so just one more year to go. “Your love is so strong,” they say. I just smile and brush it off, because loving from afar is a journey that takes patience from both of us. Each night, when I see you on the screen, I want to buy a plane ticket, fly over to you, and tell you everything I’ve been keeping inside.

I miss your strong arms, your warm embrace. I miss your gentle gaze. I miss your little acts of affection. Just one more year, and you’ll be back with me. I’m just a sensitive, easily moved person, but I’ve waited for you patiently. I’ve sacrificed these years of youth for you, the one I trust. The one I know will be there for me when I’m sad, the one who’ll make me laugh, the one who’ll wrap a scarf around my neck and hold my hand as we walk together. That person will always be you.

And now, I’ve waited long enough. I’ve waited for you to return, and for the day we can walk side by side to the end of the road.

People say long-distance love is bound to break. I thought so too. I never believed I could wait four years. I didn’t believe in us, or in my own patience.

I'm terrified of it falling apart, of seeing you with someone else. “Love is wanting your beloved to be happy,” they say. But I’m not that selfless. I can’t bear the thought of sharing you with someone else. If one day you don’t love me anymore, please tell me. I don’t want to be the one who makes things difficult for anyone. If you no longer love me, I’ll let go, because when love is gone, there’s no need to hold on.

“As long as you’re honest and trust each other, there’s nothing to fear: no third party, no distance,” you once told me. And with that, I dared to risk everything. I knew in that moment, I had chosen the right person.

Now, here we are, sitting together on the grass, the sky dimming into evening.

It’s been eight months since we got married. I love you. Thank you for being with me for the past seven years and eight months, and for being willing to protect me for the rest of our lives.

Saigon is vast, and finding each other is rare. Once we find each other, let’s never let go. Don’t give up when you enter the phase of long-distance love. Long-distance love is beautiful and fragile, but looking back, we’ll see how strong our love truly is. If you want it, you’ll find a way. If you don’t, you’ll find excuses. If people say long-distance love leads to failure, maybe it’s just because we didn’t have enough patience, didn’t trust each other enough. Long-distance love is a test of true love. Once we pass it, that’s when we know it’s “forever.”

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Long-distance relationships are the greatest gamble in love.

Only those who have experienced the challenges of being apart can truly understand the fears—both visible and invisible—that come with it, along with a sense of helplessness. It's a terrifying feeling, as if taking another step forward could cause all the dreams, hopes, and sunny days we once dreamed of to shatter.

No matter how much we fight, no matter how upset we get, as long as we can still see each other, still look into each other's eyes, we can find a way to resolve it. Because in those moments, we still feel each other, we still see ourselves reflected in each other's gaze, and the connection remains tangible. At that point, a hug, a tight handhold, a gentle glance, and a little compromise can bring us back to calm.

But when we are far apart, when meeting isn't easy, those moments of anger and heated arguments become toxic for our love. We can't see each other, can't hold each other to make up, and sometimes we begin to fade away from each other's lives. The key is, if we know when to stop, there's still hope to fix it. But the moment either of us crosses the line—saying hurtful words, abruptly ending a call, or ignoring messages filled with anger—then the chasm in our love will grow.

What we fear most in long-distance love is the distance itself, because without seeing each other, we can't truly understand what the other is thinking. Is the love still the same as before? That's why, when we argue, when we fight, and no one resolves it clearly, no one comforts the other, it hurts a lot for the girl. Repeated instances of this will only lead to exhaustion and a growing emptiness in the heart, and eventually, she'll no longer want to continue carrying this lonely love.

That's why long-distance love is such a huge test, a gamble where we might lose everything we've invested in the relationship. If we love enough, if we're patient and trust each other enough, we can move past the conflicts and doubts. If not, we'll spend all our time nitpicking, interrogating each other, and building walls that make us drift further apart until one day, we can no longer even listen to each other.

I'm the same, my dear. I've been weak and tired at times, especially when my fragile heart feels hurt because you don't spend enough time with me, or because sometimes your thoughtlessness makes me feel lost. There were times when I wanted to argue loudly, to vent all my frustrations, but I was afraid—so afraid—that I might lose you, that we might lose each other, just because we couldn't keep our calm a few times. That's why I always hold myself back, take a moment to think carefully, and only then share with you what's bothering me, to work together and find a solution.

This life is too short, and I don't want to lose you over things that aren't worth it. Every relationship goes through its bumps, even married couples, so I understand that for us, still in the dating phase, it's even harder. I don't want to gamble with our love. The only thing I want is for us to care more for each other, to think about each other more, and to calm down. We shouldn't let our egos get in the way and destroy the bridge of love we've built to walk towards each other.

Out of sight, but never out of heart!

Long-distance love has really taught me, and taught you, and taught us so many valuable lessons. I went from being a child, quick to anger, always wanting you to indulge my every whim, to becoming more composed and mature. And you, from being quick-tempered, have grown into a much gentler and more patient man with me.

I’ve realized that forgiveness, understanding, and trust are the most important things in any relationship, whether near or far. Only when we truly love each other, when we're patient for each other, can we overlook each other's flaws and grow together. Once we understand each other's personalities, we'll learn to listen more, to understand the emotions hidden in each other's hearts. And when we have enough trust in each other, there won’t be any blind doubts or jealousy that could cause us to drift apart.

If you ask me if I’ve ever lost trust in you, I can honestly say no. Because from the very beginning, I placed my full trust in you. Not because I’m naive, not because I was charmed by your sweet words, but because your actions have shown me that you're truly worthy of my love and trust. I know you feel the same way, don’t you? You trust me too, and you've never doubted that I would stop loving you, because I always show you how much I care about you and how important you are to me.

So, even though we’ve been through a long-distance relationship, I never lost faith in you, because that trust was built strong from the start. For me, when we love, we must trust, we must empathize. If we constantly doubt whether you truly love me, or if there’s someone else, I would be exhausted. What’s meant to be ours will always be ours, just like destiny. If fate has brought us together, you will always be mine. But if the bond isn’t strong enough, one day, you might leave, and I can’t hold on to you, no matter how much I try. I’ve always believed this from the beginning, and that hasn’t changed.

Looking back now, I think I should thank this long-distance love, because it’s changed me in ways I never expected. When we first parted, I thought I wouldn’t be able to live well without you, because I was so used to relying on you. But I didn’t expect that I could organize my life and manage everything so neatly. I even found myself doing things on my own that I always left for you to handle. Before, I never cared about controlling my temper or childishness because you were always there to comfort me. But being apart has made me stronger, more composed.

People often say that absence makes the heart grow distant. It’s hard to understand each other even when we're close, let alone when we're apart. Honestly, I was a little scared, because I thought they were right. Distance can easily shake our resolve, break the fragile hearts of sensitive souls like mine. I was afraid you’d get distracted by other things, by other concerns, and push me aside, or even out of your life.

But I still believe in the love we have for each other. I know that finding each other and loving each other among millions of people is incredibly rare, and staying together is even harder. I don’t want to waste the destiny that brought us together, because once it’s lost, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life. I believe that if we pass this test, we’ll love and cherish each other even more. Out of sight doesn’t mean out of heart. As long as there’s enough sunlight, flowers will bloom; as long as there’s enough trust, love will last forever!

Love has always been a timeless theme in the world of literature and art, especially in poetry. Among the many beautiful poems about love, one that stands out to me is 'I Wait' by Vũ Thị Khương. This poem doesn’t describe a perfect, happy love, nor does it delve into pain and despair. Instead, it speaks of hope and a woman’s unwavering belief in love.

Victor Hugo once said, 'The greatest happiness in life is believing that one is loved.' Perhaps the narrator of this poem shares that belief, which is why she waits anxiously for him to arrive, no matter how long it takes. Is it because he promised to come (so she waits), or is it merely a feeling she has? Perhaps it’s because she senses through 'signals' from him that he loves her, misses her, and will come to her? The latter seems more likely, as this is not a one-sided love, but one that is shared. Or at the very least, it’s a deep, faithful love on her side, for 'When you love, you love to the fullest, you love with a heart torn for the other.'

'How certain is it that he’ll come today?' she wonders in the first line. The phrase 'how certain' indicates a sense of uncertainty, a feeling of anticipation that could go either way. 'But I wait until day fades and night falls.' The opening lines express her restless, anxious state of waiting. Nothing is certain, but perhaps it's her heart that pushes her to keep waiting... waiting as 'day turns to night.' This waiting is not only a passage of time but is also felt in her actions—looking out the door, pacing around the house, sitting and standing in a daze. Her external actions can’t fully express the internal fire of impatience she feels. Could waiting be a beautiful quality, a symbol of true love?

Anyone who has experienced waiting will understand the deep longing and emotional turmoil that the poet conveys. All her senses are focused on one thing—him. A long day and night spent in waiting, though futile, only deepen her longing. She imagines how much she misses him, how ready she is for him to arrive—but he’s still not there. 'How certain is it that he’ll come now?' The phrase 'how certain' is used again, filled with uncertainty and a sense of confusion. Has the tea she made for him gone cold? Has the love lost its warmth too? Hopefully not. As the poem progresses, 'how certain' repeats again, but now there’s a hesitation, a sense of doubt creeping in. Is there something wrong with him? Even though she's not entirely sure, 'How certain, but my heart still loves you, still aching with longing.' What does this mean? Absolutely nothing is wrong here, because when a woman loves, she loves without holding back—'She loves to the core, loves until her heart breaks for you.' The repetition of 'how certain' serves as an inner dialogue, a way for her to reassure herself that there’s still hope.

Despite the doubt, the woman continues to hope. She knows that waiting itself can be a form of happiness. 'Today, and for all the days to come, I wait.' This is the poem's deep humanism. Hope is what keeps her going, and belief in love is what sustains her through the waiting. Even if she waits forever, she continues to trust her instincts, believe in love, and in the best things that life can offer.

'I Wait' by Vũ Thị Khương is a beautiful poem, rich in femininity. Through simple yet profound language, with a gentle and heartfelt tone, the poem quietly touches the reader’s heart and leaves behind the profound emotion of waiting, alongside a powerful belief in love.

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