I thought for a long time about where to start.
Should I say that I'm tired of being alone?
Or should I admit that I'm just tired of waiting for a "magical meeting in the supermarket by the tomato shelf"?
But in reality, it's simpler.
I just woke up one morning and realized:
What if he - my person - is already here? Just in another city or country. In another feed. On another screen.
And I registered on a dating site. Not out of despair, but out of a desire to live brightly, love honestly and search boldly.
Do you know where it all starts here? With one word.
Hello.
Short. Simple. But it can hide so much.
Hello, I'm not afraid to be real.
Hello, I want to know you as you are.
Hello, I believe in coincidences that turn out to be fate.
And yes, the first message is always a little awkward.
You look at the photo, read a couple of lines and don't know whether to write or not? What if he doesn't answer? What if he answers... and everything starts spinning? 😉
Paradox, right? The scariest thing is not to be rejected. The scariest thing is to fall in love. Because that's real.
But that's what we're here for, right? Not just for flirting and pretty words. But to say one day:
"I found you. And now I won't let you go."

So, stranger, if you're reading this...
Maybe this is our first "hello"?