I’m not perfect. Never tried to be. I don't put on a mask.
I’ve lived, I’ve learned, I’ve unlearned.
I’ve built things - careers, resilience, inner calm
But I’m still building me.
Not for applause. Not for performance.
Just to keep becoming someone I can quietly be proud of.
I’ve been the provider, the planner, the pillar.But I’d like to be the partner now, not just the protector.
I want ease.
I want a partner who meets me in the quiet and the chaos
Who values connection over convention.
Movies we don’t finish because the conversation’s better.
Maybe a couple of beers, maybe herbal tea - doesn’t matter.
Just the comfort of us.
Let me have mine. Let her have hers.
And when our days meet , we meet softly, with laughter, with lightness.
No deadline for children.
No debt wrapped in someone else’s expectations.
because she wants to talk to me, not because she has to.
I want to be seen.
Loved not because I check a list, but because I bring peace to her soul the way she does to mine.
Just real.
I don’t need a ceremony that dazzles or a relationship that performs.
Late-night banter under a blanket.
Let her have her space, her pace, her purpose.
No pressure for perfection.
Just a text that says “miss you” or “what’s for dinner?”
I'll be the poet she wants, I want her to be the soul of the poem
Not flawless. Just free.
That's the Constant I seek.