And among all this rest I dream of him. About a man who can be entrusted with the finest threads of the soul. Which will keep my hand not only when good, but also when the world is shaky. I don't want a big drama. I want happiness - simple, real. To love my eyes without filters, my thoughts without masks, my fears and dreams.

I want to build a house not of brick, but from love. Where the windows are open to the wind but not for fear. Where the heart is not in panic, but in harmony. Where we are together - not because we need, but because we want.

The world is still not perfect. But I believe: if you dream - you can build your island of peace. In the heart, in the soul, in love.