I loved. I lost. I recovered.

But deep down, there was still a desire:

not correspondence, not short "how are you doing", not nightly dialogues about nothing...

But the real thing: how was your day, what can I do to cheer you up, what do you doubt - and how can I be your support.

I want a man who sees me not to dream about a picture. And if he wants a woman - sincere, gentle, real.

I'm not afraid to dream anymore. Because I believe - the second love can be even deeper than the first.

Svetlana 💋