There’s a moment in every relationship where the spark starts to fade, and the silence between words grows louder than the conversations. Love runs out—not in the sense that it disappears completely, but in the way it changes. It becomes quieter, more deliberate, less about passion and more about presence.

At first, love is all fire. You can’t stop thinking about them, you feel alive when they’re near, and even the smallest gesture feels like a miracle. But over time, that fire can dim. Not because the love is gone, but because it’s no longer the same kind of love. It becomes something deeper, slower, and sometimes harder to recognize.

Love runs out when you stop expecting the same thing from each other. When the excitement of newness turns into the comfort of familiarity. When you realize that the person you once thought was your perfect match is just… human. And that’s okay. Because real love isn’t about never falling out of love—it’s about choosing to stay, even when the feeling isn’t as strong.

But there’s also a kind of love that ends. The one that fades not because it was bad, but because it wasn’t enough. The one that leaves you wondering if you were both looking for different things. Love runs out when you’ve given everything you could, and still, it’s not enough to keep the two of you together.

And that’s the hardest part. Not the ending, but the realization that you loved someone deeply, and yet, it wasn’t enough. It doesn’t mean you did anything wrong. It just means that love, like life, has its limits. Sometimes, it runs out.

So what do you do when love runs out? You let go. Not with anger or regret, but with understanding. You accept that some people come into your life for a reason, and others leave for a lesson. And maybe, in the end, that’s the most loving thing you can do—for yourself, and for them.