i hope i find someone who hates seeing me cry not because they can't handle emotions, but because my pain would matter to them deeply. someone who notices the shift in my voice, the heaviness in my silence, and reaches for me without hesitation. i don't want perfect words or grand gestures, just a heart that cares enough to stay, to listen, and to hold space for me when i feel like I'm falling apart. someone who doesn't turn away from my vulnerability, but meets it with patience and quiet strength. i hope i find someone who doesn't just wipe my tears, but understands them-who learns the language of my sadness and chooses to love me through it. someone who sees my softness not as a burden, but as something worth protecting.and maybe, with them, crying won't feel so lonely anymore. maybe it will feel like something shared, something safe-until, little by little, i start to believe that I don't have to carry everything on my own.