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Love at altitude βœˆοΈπŸ’›
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The irony of fate is that I fly thousands of meters high every day, but I look for true love from the ground.
I see sunrises above the clouds, sunsets over the ocean, and smiles on thousands of faces. But the heart doesn’t want the view from the porthole, but the warmth of a gaze that lingers longer. Not an evacuation schedule, but a sense of security next to someone real.

I am often told that I live in dreams. But isn’t love the most daring of them all?

Sometimes it seems to me that somewhere in the world there is someone who also looks up at the sky and dreams. About a woman who will meet him not only in flight, but also in life.

I believe: even if our flights don’t coincide now, one day we will still land at the same point. And we will stay there — not for a few hours, but for a long time.

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