愛を伝えたいだとか

This morning scene seems a little too healthy: the sun shining through the moving curtains, hair slightly tousled, eggs cracked in the pan, but still delicious. The day promises to be ordinary, which means it will be good. Against the backdrop of this ordinariness, dreams seem absurdly beautiful: dancing with a rose in your hand, saying “I love you” in a way that doesn't sound corny, but genuine.

But reality stubbornly reminds you of itself: a greasy T-shirt, jeans, a sofa that you can easily sink into with your own thoughts. It seems like you want to be that “perfect man from the movies,” but then you remember the joke that nobody is interested in perfect people. And suddenly it's easier - you can stay the way you are: awkward, funny, a little sentimental. The main thing is not roses and candles, but meeting at sunset, when even the most ordinary day becomes a gift.