There are evenings when everything seems perfect. A soft blanket, hot tea, candle light, quiet music. And still something is missing
It is the warmth of a man next to me, the kind you feel without any words.

I miss simple things. A hand holding mine while we walk, a long hug after a hard day, a gentle kiss on the forehead, someone saying "come here" and pulling me close. I miss having a person to laugh with over small silly things, and to share the silence with, when silence feels safe...

I am not afraid to say it out loud. I am a strong woman, I can handle a lot, but I am also a woman who dreams of tenderness and loyalty. I believe the right person is somewhere out there, and one day the autumn evenings will feel complete 💛 Do you also feel this sometimes? I would love to hear your thoughts.