More About Me
When I imagine love, I see two hearts choosing each other every day - not out of need, but out of a beautiful desire to walk through life side by side. I don’t dream of perfection, only of sincerity, laughter, passion, and the kind of closeness where even silence feels like a conversation.

I need the kind of man who understands the language of the heart - the one spoken in smiles, in tender touches, in the way eyes linger just a little longer than they should.

I don’t want just fleeting sparks; I want a fire that warms and endures. Perhaps, if you let me, we could discover if that fire belongs to us.