Who are you?

I always struggled to meet people who could truly meet me... not just my body, not just my time but my mind. Conversations often felt shallow, predictable, safe.

I learned how to exist in that space, how to accept less than what I secretly longed for.

And then you appeared.

Out of nowhere. No warning. No grand entrance. Just your presence, quiet, steady and suddenly I was awake.

You challenged me without force, without ego. Your words were soft, but they carried weight.

Intelligent. Curious. Intentional. I remember thinking, Who are you? Not in fear, but in wonder. As if my soul had recognized something before my mind could catch up.

I am in a stage of my life where falling in love feels impossible. I’ve built walls out of survival, out of timing, out of knowing what heartbreak costs. I wasn’t looking for anyone. I wasn’t waiting.

And yet, you feel like a fresh breeze cutting through a storm I’ve been silently enduring.

When everything around me starts to collapse... plans, certainties, versions of myself... my thoughts drift to you.

And for a moment, the noise fades. There is calm. Not escape. Not illusion. Just stillness.

Your voice is magnetic. Calm, but strong. The kind of strength that doesn’t need to prove itself. It grounds me. It stays with me long after the sound is gone.

Are you the one? I don’t know.

And maybe that’s the most honest answer I have right now.

I don’t know where this will take us.

I don’t know what shape this connection will choose.

But I know I want to know.

I want to explore the question, slowly, honestly, without fear rushing ahead of truth.

I guess… that’s something.