The way a true woman loves is not by playing small.

It is not by holding back or watering herself down to fit someone else’s idea of what love should look like.

A true woman loves fiercely, softly, and unapologetically, without asking for permission to take up space, to feel deeply, to express what she is.

I love like fire and rain.

I love with all my heart, fully, deeply, and with no apology.

I love slowly, like a garden unfolding in its own time, blooming as it is meant to, not rushing, not forced, just being—and when I bloom, it is always with intention.

I have learned that the love I give, and the love I receive, must be rooted in the deepest parts of my soul.

I no longer wait for someone else to choose me, to define my worth, or to show me my place in their life.

I choose myself first—and from that space, I know that I will never settle for anything less than the love I am worthy of.

How I Love: Fierce, Soft, and Unapologetically

I love fiercely because I am not afraid to give everything.

I do not love halfway.

I do not hold back pieces of myself in fear of what might happen.

When I love, I give it all—heart, soul, body, spirit.

I love with intensity and with devotion.

I love without reservation, because I know that the love I give will always return to me in kind.

But my love is also soft.

It is the gentle kind of love that nurtures, that holds space, that listens deeply without judgment.

It is the kind of love that knows when to speak and when to remain quiet.

It is a love that understands, that feels, that never forces or demands.

It is a love that blooms quietly, but with a beauty that can move mountains.

I love unapologetically because I refuse to apologize for my heart.

I refuse to apologize for the depth of my feelings.

I refuse to hide my light just to make others comfortable.

I love without fear, because I know that the love I carry is sacred, and it deserves to be seen, felt, and shared fully.

A Woman Who Has Loved Herself Cannot Be Chosen by Half-Love

For too long, I lived as if I needed to prove my worth to someone else.

I thought that love meant being chosen by someone who saw me, understood me, and could fill the spaces I thought I lacked.

But now I know the truth:

A woman who has truly loved herself will never be chosen by half-love.

I have learned to choose myself first.

To love myself fully, without waiting for anyone else to validate my worth.

I have stopped measuring my value through someone else’s eyes.

I have stopped shrinking myself to fit the mold someone else expects.

I am whole.

I am enough.

And when I love, I love from a place of abundance, not lack.

Now, I will not settle for half-love.

I will not be someone’s second choice, or someone’s backup plan, or someone’s just good enough.

I am everything I need, and when love comes, it will come because it resonates with who I am, not who I pretend to be.

I Love Like a Garden: Slow, Intentional, Blooming in Time

Love, to me, is not a race.

It is not a hurried thing that is rushed or forced into a box.

I love like a garden—slow, intentional, blooming in time.

Each seed of love I plant is nurtured with patience and care.

I do not rush the seasons.

I do not push the flowers to bloom before their time.

I let them unfold as they are meant to, naturally, beautifully, and without resistance.

Love grows in me the same way.

I do not need to hurry to be loved.

I need only to continue blooming as my true self, and in time, the love that is meant for me will come.

Just like a garden, love needs time, patience, and nurturing—but once it blooms, it is the most beautiful thing in the world.

My Love is Not for the Faint of Heart

My love is not for the faint of heart.

It is a love that requires bravery.

It is a love that asks for vulnerability, for deep connection, for the courage to face both the light and the darkness.

It is a love that burns with intensity and depth, that will not settle for anything shallow or superficial.

If you cannot handle the depth of my love, then it is not your love to receive.

But for the one who can meet me, who can rise to the challenge of loving me fully—that love will transform us both.

Because my love is not to be feared.

It is a gift, a blessing, and a transformation.

How My Feminine Heart Loves: Not Loudly, But Eternally

My feminine heart does not love loudly.

It loves quietly, deeply, and eternally.

It loves in the small moments, in the unspoken words, in the ways we hold each other when the world is too much.

I do not need to shout to be heard.

My love will be felt through my touch, my gaze, my words, and my silence.

It is the kind of love that stays.

The kind that is constant, unwavering, and timeless.

When I love, I love forever.

Not because I cling, but because my love is rooted in the truth of who I am and who you are.

It is the love that transcends time, that bridges lives, that moves beyond this moment into eternity.

With love and strength,

Seraphine Duong

This is how I love.

Fierce, soft, unapologetic, and eternal.

I love with every part of me—heart, soul, mind, and body—and I refuse to shrink, to apologize, or to hide.

The love I offer is not for the faint of heart.

But for the one who can rise to meet me—that love will be a transformation.

A love that burns with purpose, that grows slowly but surely, that blossoms with time and patience.

And when that love comes, when I meet the one who can hold my depth, my fire, my softness—

we will love not just in this lifetime, but for all the ones that came before, and all the ones that will follow.