I remember that evening by the sea. The wind tangled my hair, the sand was still warm from the afternoon sun, and the waves — quiet like whispers. I sat wrapped in a light blanket, listening to the silence. Not the loud silence of an apartment. The deep, sea-breathing kind. 🌊🌙
The sea always makes you think. It brings everything to the surface — memories, dreams, even those questions long buried in your heart. By the water, I always understand one thing clearly: we’re all searching for closeness. Not of the body — of the soul. Peace. Acceptance. Understanding.
I want someone to sit next to me one day and hear me say, “Look how beautiful it is…” — and not need any more words. Because he’ll feel it too. And quietly take my hand. 🤝
I don’t believe in fairytales. But I believe in deep connection. Sometimes, you don’t find it in a crowd. Sometimes it begins with a message. A simple “Hello” — and a little trembling in the heart. 💌
The sea knows this. It remembers all our efforts to come closer. And maybe, just maybe, one day it will bring the shores — and people — together.