Love

If I want love, then let it come to me not as a fleeting whisper or a fragile promise, but as something real, something unwavering.

Let it come in the form of a man truly worthy of me, one who sees beyond my smile and understands the depth of my silence.

A man who cherishes me, not just in words but in actions, who respects me in my strength and in my vulnerability.

who values my heart as something sacred, not something to be taken for granted.

Let love find me in its purest form, steady, kind, and true. Not as a lesson, not as a test, but as a choice that never wavers.