He is strong, silent, faithful. He does not speak, but he reads me with his eyes. And I am the same. I do not always tell about myself with words - but my actions, my movements, my body language - say everything.
The dog does not ask why I am silent. He simply lies down next to me. He is not afraid of my strength - because he sees my tenderness.
When the world shouts "be normal", I look into his eyes and hear:
"be yourself".
Because what is true love? It is when you are accepted in sneakers and in heels. And in tears and in sparkles. It is when they do not want to change you. They want to figure you out. Yes, I can be the one who attracts attention.
But above all - I am the one who chooses to look into the eyes of those who see more than appearance.