I'm tired of games, uncertainty, of having to prove my worth. I want it for real.

I want to be with a man with whom I can build a serious relationship. Not pretend, not fight for attention, not guess what he feels. But just be. Be yourself. Be loved. Be real.

I'm not looking for the perfect. I'm looking for a worthy one.
Someone who respects a woman.
Someone who knows how to listen, talk, choose.
Someone who cares about quality, not quantity.

The world now seems to be saying: "Stop dreaming, everyone is like that. Just accept what you have."
But I don't agree. I don't want a relationship just for the sake of it. I want intimacy - not only physical, but also spiritual. So that we can be silent and understand each other. So that we can want more together.

I am not afraid to be alone, because loneliness is not scarier than being with the wrong person.
I choose not to rush. I choose myself.
Because I know: a worthy man does not require sacrifice. He makes a woman happy.