I love the rain... when you are my warmth

I am not afraid of loneliness.
I know how to enjoy silence, I know how to be within myself, I know how to wait.
But somewhere deep inside there is always a desire - not to be alone, but to be with someone next to whom even the rain seems cozy.

I love the smell of skin after a walk.
I love fingers lightly touching the wrist, as if by accident.
I love when a conversation turns into silence - not because there is nothing to say, but because everything is already clear.

I do not chase after loud things. I am looking for a quiet present.
Not "together forever", but "together here and now" - so deeply that you want it again.

If you are also not afraid of the feelings that remain after words - find me.
I am still waiting for you, just not head-on, not quickly. But for real.