But there is one thing that I could not build on my own -
it is a family.

Not just a life or a shared refrigerator.
And that family where they are waiting for you.
Where someone touches your hand not only at night, but also when it hurts inside.
Where in the morning it smells of coffee, and in the evening - tenderness.

💔 I miss this so much.
Not romance in correspondence - but real warmth.
A real man next to me.
Conversations that you do not want to stop.
Silence that does not strain, but envelops.

I know that the world is not easy now.
But the heart never stops dreaming.
And I believe: there is someone who also wakes up alone, but dreams of two.

📌 If you are reading this now - just remember:
even the strongest woman wants to be hugged.
No reasons. No explanations. Just - sincerely.