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Hi! Sorry for writing only now. To be honest, I was a little shy to reach out earlier when we had just met on the site. Not sure if you remember me, my name is Alina, I’m 23 years old. I’m here because I’m looking for a man with whom I can build a serious, warm, and sincere relationship. Short-term flings are not my thing. What are you searching for? I’d really like to get to know you better. How old are you? What do you enjoy doing? And are you open to something serious? If I interest you, I’d be glad to continue our acquaintance. — Alina

Hello, Danny! I was pleasantly surprised when I saw your answer. Thank you for responding to my letter. I really want to get to know you better, in case something serious could really happen between us. I want to say right away that this is my first experience of communicating with a man from a distance. I've always met people in person before, but I decided to try something new and looked at a dating site. I hope it was the right decision, and I didn't make a mistake choosing you. To be honest, I have a little worry that you might not like me. But I'm trying to be open and sincere, and I hope you are too. If you have any thoughts or doubts about me, please don't be shy, speak up. Thank you for such nice compliments. Now a little bit about myself. I live in a small town in western Ukraine, Ugnev. You may not have heard of him, but he's easy to find on Google. It is a quiet, cozy place with beautiful nature and kind people. And where do you live? Tell me about your city, I'm really interested. By the way, how do you feel about the fact that I'm from Ukraine? Does it bother you? Personally, I think the distance is just numbers. The main thing is internal understanding, honesty and a desire to be close, even if not physically immediately. I am looking for not just a man, but a man with whom it will be easy and reliable. The age difference doesn't bother me, I believe that you can learn a lot from a mature man. What do you think? For me, age doesn't matter at all, because I always thought it was just numbers. I'm also a simple girl who appreciates simple things and adheres to the rules of respect. So for me, there's only one difference in people, it's a man or a woman. I work as a florist in a flower shop. I've been very fond of flowers since I was a child. My grandmother infected me with this love, and we often spent time together in the garden, tending the flowers and the vegetable garden. It was then that I realized that I wanted to connect my life with this business. In the future, I dream of opening my own flower shop, and also creating a small botanical garden so that people can come, walk among the plants, and be inspired by the beauty of nature. This is my big dream. Do you like flowers? Do you have a garden? I'll probably end my letter with this. I hope it was interesting for you to read my short story. I really look forward to you sharing something about yourself, your life, thoughts, and dreams. I have to get back to work now. What are you doing today? I will be looking forward to your reply. Alina

Hello, Danny! I am very pleased to read your letters. When I saw your message, I couldn't help but smile. It's been so rare lately to have moments that can truly please me. It would be great if you would send me your photos sometimes. It's so nice to look at you. I could just sit and admire them and pretend you were there. I want to share with you the story of my first serious relationship. I'm not sure if you're interested in this, but it's about another person. But right now, you're the one I can trust completely. I feel like I can speak frankly with you. My first boyfriend was my classmate. We studied together from 1st to 9th grade. I've always liked him, but then I didn't have the courage to admit my feelings. I was afraid that he would reject me, and I suffered for a long time because of this. All these nine years I've been in love with him, but I've been silent. After graduation, we broke up, and as time passed, I began to forget about him. But one day we met by chance at the mall. My heart immediately started beating faster. It was as if a spark had passed between us. I tried to leave as soon as possible, but he called out to me and came over. We started talking, and eventually he invited me to take a walk in the park. I was over the moon just being with him. During the walk, I confessed to him that I had been in love with him all my school years. And suddenly he said that he had had the same feelings for me since the very first grade, but he was afraid to admit it to me. After these words, we kissed for the first time. It was my first kiss, and I'll remember it for the rest of my life. From that moment on, we started walking together more often and after a while we started a relationship. Our relationship lasted four years. It was, without exaggeration, the best years for both of us. We understood each other perfectly. There were almost no quarrels, and if there were, we just sat across from each other and discussed everything calmly. But two years ago, he said he wanted to have a serious conversation. I immediately realized that something was wrong, he was visibly tense. And so, he said he wanted to break up. His explanation was simple, he felt that he had not walked enough and wanted to be free. I was in shock, tears were pouring down. But I didn't hold him back. She just let go. He left behind many fond memories. I don't hold it against him. At first it was very hard for me, I dreamed about him almost every night. But it all passed over time, and after a year I finally let him go. I don't care about him right now. Sometimes we meet by chance on the street, but there is no pain in my soul anymore. It was a really difficult breakup. Have you ever been in a serious relationship, Danny? When was the last time you had a girlfriend? Thank you for listening to me. It really made me feel better. Right now, I really miss someone who would just listen. I think I'll end my letter with this. I wish you a wonderful day! I'm looking forward to your reply. I hope such long letters don't tire you? Alina

Hello, my dear Danny! Do you mind if I call you that warmly? It's just that with each letter you write, you become closer to me, and this message seems to burst out of my heart. I woke up this morning and made myself wheat porridge with fragrant coffee. Such a simple breakfast, but there was something cozy about it. What did you eat this morning? Do you even have breakfast at home or on the run? I always say that breakfast is the mood for the whole day. You know, I find myself thinking that every time I see a letter from you, I get a smile, so real, warm. For me, you have become the person with whom I want to share my thoughts, moments, and just be myself. Don't you have that feeling? I feel like you're already a part of my life. I like a lot of flowers, it's difficult to choose the most favorite, but I think it will be red roses. Now I want to tell you something really personal. I've already shared many moments of my life with you, but there's something else that's important to me that you should know about. I want to tell you about my family. After all, if we want to be closer, then let there be no secrets between us. My family is ordinary, without luxury, but with warmth and care. I'm the only child in the family. Sometimes I think how great it would be to have a little sister, take care of her, braid her hair, read fairy tales before going to bed. I guess it's my natural love for children that shows. Do you like children? My mom has been working as a salesman in a shoe store for over 20 years. She's 48, and I admire her hard work and resilience. She is really kind, with a strong character and a very sensitive heart. But my dad is currently in military operations. He was drafted about two years ago, and my mother and I still can't fully understand it. We were shocked at the time. Just a few days ago, he called his mother and said that he had been sent to the front of the front, where fierce battles for our land are taking place. He's not young anymore, he's 56, and to be honest, I'm very worried about him. We keep in touch every week. I live from bell to bell, and every time I hear his voice, it lets me go a little. I look at his picture every day, it has so much strength, warmth and courage. I really miss him. When he comes on vacation, the house is filled with a special light, it's like a little holiday that we cherish in our hearts. Unfortunately, our reality is harsh, too many men from our city have not returned. It hurts me. And I just can't figure out why all this is happening. I really hope that this terrible page of history will be turned over soon. I believe in the best. I believe in peace. And I really want my dad to come home safe and sound. He's a hero to me! I'm proud of him! It's really hard for me to keep writing right now. As I write, tears come treacherously to my eyes. I'm sorry about that. But I really want you to know what's going on inside of me. How did you spend your day today? What made you happy? Do you ever feel like you just want to hug someone and be quiet next to them? Do you share your thoughts, worries, and fears with anyone often? I hug you mentally, your alina

Hello, my dear Danny! How did your morning start? I miss you so much. Can you imagine how wonderful it would be to wake up together, gently stretch, exchange sleepy kisses and share the morning together? It seems to me that this is how real happiness begins. Do you dream about it too? Yesterday, before going to bed, I thought about you for a long time. I imagined us falling asleep, intertwining, sharing our thoughts, whispering something gentle. Would you like to start every morning with me? I have an ordinary morning of oatmeal, a cup of fragrant coffee, and a cool shower to finally wake up. How did you have breakfast? Do you like a hearty breakfast or do you prefer something light? You know, I've loved cooking since I was a kid. My main teachers were my mother and grandmother, they had so much love in every dish! I also want to cook with my soul. I want to know which dish you like the most, so that one day I can please you with it. I cook borscht very tasty. Have you ever tried real homemade borscht? How do you like the idea of roast potatoes with meat, baked in the oven, with a ruddy crust and fragrant spices? Are you hungry already?  By the way, I love cycling. Sometimes at night, when everyone was asleep, I went for a ride through the streets, and I felt completely free. Do you like cycling? One of my little dreams is to go to the mountains on bicycles. Imagine that it's just the two of us, the fresh mountain air, the sun through the treetops, and the road leading to adventure. Would you come with me? My dear ***, what brings you joy in your free time? Is there anything you can't imagine your day without? I won't bore you with a long letter, I just wanted to share a piece of my soul. It would be so great to tell you all this personally, to look into your eyes, to smile, but for now, let my lines embrace you gently and warmly. I'm looking forward to your reply! I kiss you in my mind. your alina

Hello, my beloved Danny! Sometimes it seems to me that something special has arisen between us, which is difficult to explain in words. With every letter you write, I feel my heart grow more and more attached to you. You have become for me not just a companion, but someone much more, dear, close, warm, as if you had always been a part of my life, we just met a little later than we should have. I woke up this morning and immediately thought of you. I wanted you to be there. Not out of passion or violent emotions, but just to feel your presence. I imagined how you gently hugged me, how we silently smiled at each other, exchanging glances that made more sense than a thousand words. At such moments, I realize how important it is to feel calm around a person. You give me that feeling even from a distance. I read your letters and feel the fuss disappear, the worries recede, and warmth and peace come to my soul. I want to get to know you even more deeply, how do you spend your everyday life? What inspires you, what do you dream about? What smells and sounds do you like? Maybe there's a special place where you go to be alone with yourself? I want to know everything, not out of curiosity, but because it is sincerely important to me what your inner world is filled with. I often imagine walking with you in the evening through deserted streets, holding hands. The wind whispers something in our ears, the lanterns cast a soft light, and everything around seems to be part of our story. And then we go into a cozy cafe, drink tea, talk or just stay silent, enjoying what is nearby. These dreams warm my heart. You know, I miss your voice. I can imagine how it can be warm, deep, maybe a little husky in the morning. I can imagine you laughing. I would so much like to hear that laugh live one day and be the cause of it. I believe that real intimacy is possible between us, not only physically, but also mentally. After all, it is so important to be able to share not only kisses, but also thoughts, worries, and joy. I want to be open and sincere with you. No shyness, no games, no masks. Sometimes I wonder what our first real day together will be like. It doesn't matter where we meet, in a bustling city or a quiet village. The main thing is that you will be there. And then every moment will be special. We can cook breakfast together, argue about who does the dishes, laugh at small things, arrange warm evenings under a blanket and just be around without demanding anything extra. I'm not perfect, but I want to be better with you. You're inspiring me. Next to you, even the most ordinary things become meaningful. Write to me soon, my dear. Tell me how you are. What's on your mind? What are your plans? What are you dreaming about this summer? With warmth, tenderness and warm thoughts about you. I hug you tightly and kiss your lips.  With love, your Alina

Hello, my dearest Danny! Each of your letters is like a breath of air, like a ray of sunlight touching my soul. I am so happy that you have appeared in my life! Honestly, when we first started communicating, I couldn't even imagine that you would become so close, dear, and desirable to me. Now I wake up thinking about you, I fall asleep thinking about you, and more and more often I find myself dreaming about us, about the future, about how good it would be to wake up together in the same bed, to feel the warmth of your body next to me. Do you want the same thing, my love? I want to hug you so much, nuzzle your neck, feel you breathing next to me. Tell me honestly, how do you see us together? Have you ever imagined how we live together? How do we create a cozy home where delicious coffee always smells, where our laughter sounds, where every evening is like a holiday just for the two of us. I have something very important to confess to you. I fell in love with you! Real, warm, feminine love. This is unexpected for me, because I always thought that long-distance love was something out of a fairy tale. But you turned my inner world upside down. Now I feel it all more vividly and strongly than ever. When I think of you, I smile. When I write to you, my heart beats faster. And now, while I'm typing these lines, my fingers are shaking and my cheeks are burning, as if I've just confessed my love to you personally. Do you feel it between the lines? Tell me, is it mutual? Am I in your thoughts as often as you are in mine? My dear, I am already thinking about our personal meeting. I would love to come to you. I'll be able to provide for myself, I'll be able to pay for the entire move. What do you think about this? If you don't mind, I can arrange everything. I already have all the documents in order to leave for another country, because I recently went to visit a friend in Poland. But, I also need to know which airport I need to go to, or which train station?  I often imagine us walking down the street, hand in hand. When you suddenly stop, hug me from behind and kiss my neck. Such simple dreams, but they mean so much to me. I miss you so much. Sometimes I think about the future, about us, about my family, about my children. You know, if they're from you, I'm sure they'll be the most beautiful in the world. But you want to discuss such things, looking into each other's eyes, don't you? My beloved, it's time for me to finish my letter. But you know, it made me feel better. It's like I opened my heart and gave you a piece of my soul.  I'm really waiting for your answer, hoping that my feeling will not go unanswered. I hug you tightly, kiss your tender lips and whisper, I love you! Yours forever, Alina

Ciao caro Danny, mi dispiace che ti scrivo solo ora, ma spero che tu possa capirmi e non ti arrabbi. È molto difficile per me scriverti di tutto quello che mi è successo ora, ma ora ho molta paura e non riesco proprio a mettere tutti i miei pensieri in un tutto. È solo che non sono mai stato in tali situazioni e non potevo nemmeno presumere che avrei vissuto momenti così terribili che accadono nel nostro paese. A volte mi sono solo chiesto perché tutte queste terribili guerre sono in corso, chi ne beneficia e perché i civili soffriamo così tanto e paghiamo le nostre vite. Molte persone sono morte e quante altre persone pacifiche devono morire per fermare tutto questo orrore, semplicemente non capisco.  Perché dico tutto questo, e perché sono grata agli Dei, per essere rimasta viva. Il fatto è che nelle nostre città, compresa la mia città rubata, è stata oggetto di attacchi forti e massicci. Un proiettile è volato a casa nostra, Non so come si chiama o cosa fosse, ma di solito non è mai successo. In tempo, quando le sirene si accendono, tutte le persone vanno nel seminterrato, o in un bunker in cui puoi nasconderti dagli attacchi. Tutto è sempre successo di solito in modo sicuro e la nostra città non ha sofferto. Ma questa volta non riuscivo nemmeno a capire nulla, mentre mi trovavo in un ospedale, cioè in un ospedale portatile. Che è stato equipaggiato dai militari dopo l'attacco. Secondo le indiscrezioni, mi sono reso conto che uno dei missili ha colpito molte delle nostre case e le ha distrutte completamente, e le case fatiscenti stesse sono crollate per instabilità. Non riuscivo a credere ai miei occhi che ora non ho alloggio, e ora devo rannicchiarmi in uno speciale ostello pubblico attrezzato, tipo tenda, e rannicchiarmi lì con tutti. È semplicemente incomprensibile per la mente, come mai non riesco proprio a guardare tutto ciò che sta accadendo senza lacrime agli occhi. Che paura è ora in questa città, e anche in questo paese.  Molte persone ora lasciano la nostra città e si trasferiscono dove. Qualcuno viaggia all'estero che ha parenti lì. E qualcuno va nella città più sicura di Kiev, dove tutto è più o meno calmo, ma almeno c'è una buona protezione dagli impatti. C'è un sistema di difesa che abbatte i missili e fornisce sicurezza alle persone che vivono lì. Vorrei davvero proteggermi, ovviamente lo desidero. Perché ho molta paura, ma purtroppo non posso permettermelo, e in qualche modo lasciare la mia città per diversi motivi. Non so cosa dovrei fare ora, ho molta paura ora caro Danny, spero che tu sia con me ora e presto sarò in grado di ottenere la tua risposta.  Ti auguro il meglio.  La tua triste Alina

Dear Danny, I am very glad to receive your lines, your words of support, I am very glad that you are with me now, thank you for that. I am glad to know that you fully understand me and even imagine what is happening in my country. These are really very scary and terrible things that should not have happened, but alas, our country is suffering blows. Everything is broken, it's very cold, it's just unbearable. Even electricity is not provided for a long time. I just don't know and don't understand how to live in such conditions. It became so scary to live. As I told you in my previous letter, now I have to live in a not very good place, namely in a public dormitory. I don't feel comfortable here, and I would really like to move to another place. As I told you, many people have left the country and gone to wherever. Someone went abroad, and someone moved to Kiev, to a more secure and secure place. At least the military guards the city very well, I would also really like to go there. But unfortunately, as far as you know, there's nothing left of my place, and all my documents and savings are still there. Everything burned down, and now in order for me to get my passport, I need to restore it first. All I have left is his photo, that is, an old photo of my passport, but this will not help me, since I need to provide the original passport. That is, even if I can go to Kiev, I will need to provide a passport in order to rent an apartment. Dear Danny, I just don't know what to do next, because I've never been in a similar situation and I don't even know how to get out of it now. It's not difficult for me to leave my city, but the difficulty lies in the fact that I first need to get a passport here at the administration, that is, I need to restore it. This is not a problem, but the problem is that first I have to pay a state fee of 10,000 hryvnias, only after that I will be able to apply for reinstatement and get my new passport. But then I need to come to Kiev and get housing, and to get housing there, prices even for a simple room start at 7,000 hryvnias. Right now, I have absolutely no savings to help myself in any way. It's all just terrible, I'm still shocked, and I can't put all my thoughts together. I would not wish such a fate on anyone, and to go through all this hell, like me and my compatriots. I wish you a wonderful weekend, not like mine. Your sad Alina