There is something very special about this feeling…
When you don’t know what color his eyes are yet, but you imagine how they glow when he looks at you.
When you haven’t heard his voice yet, but you already seem to recognize the timbre — a little deeper at night, a little smiling in the morning ☕💬

I don’t know where he is now. In what city, on what street.
Maybe he also sometimes stops in the middle of the day and looks at the sky, feeling that somewhere there is the one he is waiting for…
Maybe he has already had many “almosts”, like me. And, like me, he has learned to be alone, without offense, without haste, with dignity.

I don’t picture romantic movies in my head. But I feel: our acquaintance will be so simple that it will seem familiar.
Without pathos, without excessive words — but with a strange ease, like a breath of fresh air after the rain 🌧️💞

It won't be love at first sight. It will be — "finally."