When you're strong, everyone thinks that you don't need anything.
You can handle it. You'll wipe away your tears, smile, and move forward again.
But... for some reason, at night I just want to cuddle up to someone's warm body... 🤍
I'm tired of being strong.
I want to be gentle. Fragile. A real woman.
I want him to be next to me — a man who will hug me and say: "You're not alone."
No masks. No games. Just together. 💑
Yes, I can live alone. But you know what? I don't want to.
I want love. The kind that's real, not by correspondence, not on the run.
I want my hand to be held tightly.
So that I fall asleep on a man's shoulder, and wake up from a kiss. 💋
Maybe it's stupid... But isn't this what we were born for?
To feel. To love.
And to be loved. ❤️
So...
I'm still waiting.
Not for a knight on a white horse -
But for a man in whose eyes I will see a home.
Where there will be no loneliness, but two.
Where I will not be "strong", but simply happy... 🌹✨