I don’t need movie-like perfection.
I’m not looking for a man where everything is “just right.”
I want someone with whom life feels alive. Free. Fun.
Where silence isn’t the default — laughter is. Even over silly things. Especially over ourselves.

I want a relationship that breathes.
Where quiet moments aren’t awkward — they’re warm.
Where we can jump in the car for midnight ice cream runs 🍦
Where we have our own phrases, our own jokes, our own “oh wow, it’s so good we found each other.”

I’m not afraid of intimacy — but I crave soulfulness.
I’m not chasing seriousness — if there’s no laughter, everything loses its flavor.

And yes, I believe that true love isn’t just “I love you,”
but also “Why are you being so goofy today?” and “You’re ridiculous… but you’re mine.” 😄