Autumn always comes unnoticed. Yesterday the sun touched the skin with its warmth, and today the wind gently braids the hair and brings with it the smell of rain, coffee and loneliness.

I love this season - it is honest. Autumn does not hide sadness, does not pretend to be happy. It simply is: with fog, wet leaves underfoot and quiet evenings when you want to wrap yourself in a blanket and listen to someone else's heart beating somewhere far away.

Lately I often catch myself thinking that I want not just warmth - I want a soulful touch. I want to meet a person with whom we can be silent and understand each other without words. When the cold penetrates to the bones, it seems to me that the best blanket in the world is a hug.

Maybe this is what autumn was created for? So that we can finally stop, look at the sky and feel how much we want to fall in love. Not in a picture, not in a status, but in authenticity — in a look, in a laugh, in that elusive “something” that makes the heart tremble.

I believe that even on the coldest day you can find your warmth. And if you are reading these lines now and also feel this autumn sadness — perhaps we are looking for each other.

🍁 Write to me. I want us to remember this autumn not for the cold, but for how it finally became warm.