Svetlana
39, Kamenskoe, Ukraine

My dear, I'm writing this and smiling. Sometimes I catch myself thinking that we already live together in my head: I know how you'll drink your morning coffee, how you'll grumble about the rain outside, and how you'll hug me after a long day. I'm waiting for you not as a "prince" who will solve all our problems, but as a soulmate, with whom even silence will sound like music.