Mariia

Self Description: I'm the one who knows how the sun falls on an antique teapot at 7 a.m., and why it's more important than any alarm clock. I like it when silence speaks louder than words. I'm not old enough. I'm in my own time. The time when I no longer seek approval, I give it to myself. When I know that kindness is not a weakness, but a strength that cannot be broken. When laughter is not just a sound, but an act of resistance to boredom, indifference, and fear. Family is my foundation. Not perfect, but real. Like a house where even the old floors creak with joy. I like to explore like the moments when you suddenly stop at an unfamiliar store and an old lady gives you a piece of pie without asking your name.

Comments: I'm not looking for someone to not be alone. I am looking for someone who is not afraid of silence and knows how to make it beautiful. Who doesn't want a young one, but wants a living one, with history in her eyes, with wisdom in her gestures, with a twinkle in her smile that doesn't go out, even when the world is tired. Who is not afraid to say Let's just sit. Or let's go for a walk. Or maybe we'll go somewhere where there's no Wi-Fi. Who laughs with me not at my jokes, but with them. Who knows that love is not a sprint. And a long, warm, slow dance, to an old tune that you know by heart and still want to dance until morning. If you are a person who values depth above brightness, meaning above noise, sincerity above the ideal then maybe we're the ones who need each other. I'm waiting. With a cup of tea. And with a heart that still knows how to flutter. Not because it's young, but because it's alive.