I’m like a morning petal — soft, delicate, but with a quiet strength inside. There’s a calm sunrise in my soul and the warmth of a cozy home in my heart. I find joy in simple moments: the smell of fresh coffee, walking barefoot on the grass, the brush of wind against my cheeks. I don’t want to be someone’s shadow — I want to be someone’s tenderness.

I’m not chasing perfect words or fairy tales. I value depth, sincere laughter, and quiet conversations under the stars. I love to read, I’m learning to feel the world through music, and I believe every heart knows where it belongs.

He doesn't have to be flawless on the outside — just genuine on the inside. A man who knows how to be silent without awkwardness, whose presence feels like home. Someone who listens not only with his ears but with his soul. He is kind, steady, respectful, and unafraid of tenderness. Confident but never arrogant. Humorous without being cruel. Honest not out of fear, but out of love.

I’m not looking for a prince on a horse — I’m looking for someone to laugh with in the rain, build dreams in silence, and love not just with words, but with every action, every day. I don’t just want “good.” I want something real.