I prefer something else. I want a relationship where you can simply breathe. Where you come home not for war, but for warmth. Where we listen to each other, not compete in the loudness of our arguments. Where intimacy isn't destroyed by reproaches, and where caring becomes a habit.

I don't want to be a storm in someone's life-I want to be that warm wind that brings calm. The person with whom it's easy to live, easy to talk, easy to be silent.

For me, love is when two people choose harmony over drama. Not resentment, but understanding. Not struggle, but union. I know how to love quietly, deeply, honestly-not to hurt, but to give space; Not to demand, but to inspire.

And perhaps this is my essence: to be a woman next to whom the world becomes a softer place.