Pingxiang, China

I'm heading toward where I want to go, but still haven't met the person I want to meet.




In the poem, I once blamed you were not here when I struggled, nor when I was lost in doubt. But the truth is I wasn’t ready to be found then.




Now, I am on my way to finding you, the kind of love I could only reach once I finally answered what love truly means to me. You deserve a better me.




We will meet when I have built a solid foundation. I may not be perfect, but together we can grow. As long as we choose each other, I believe our journey will unfold into a beautiful love story, one uniquely written for us.




Trust me, I am a dreamer and I am a writer.



PS. I wonder what I'll feel when I look back on this time. Will it feel dreamy, unreal, or deeply heartfelt? Will I remember the uncertainty or the quiet sense of freedom I had while discovering who I truly want to share my life with? Maybe I will find someone who perfectly fits into my story. Maybe everything will make sense.

Sometimes, I write poems and envision a love that reaches the highest ideals, raising my hopes for a future partner. But I believe I can balance expectation and reality. I understand that reality is raw material, not always neat, not always predictable, but it's real. And that's what makes it beautiful.

A love story doesn't need to be perfect to be meaningful. It simply needs time, openness, and a willingness to grow. With care, patience, and honest investment, we can turn our story into something unforgettable. After all, it's the love that is perfectly matched for both --- real and beautiful.

Hanoi, April 9th, 2025

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