There is a myth about Androgynes – about people which consisted of two halves. And at once every person has his half… But then Androgynes were angry with Gods and cut these bisexual beings in two halves. And now the one half is looking for another one. And will be unhappy while find her half. Everybody wants to believe that somewhere at the world's end there our half is waiting for us and we begin to believe to myth and fairytales.
And I don’t want just wait. I want to find my true love, my only man, my half. I’m a kind of woman who will care about you, my darling, who will love every your word, your touch, your move.
Morning … I wake up of the warm and bright sun ray on my face … I hear his tender voice in the kitchen, he is singing his favorite song and preparing breakfast for us. He is handsome... But he is handsome for me, not for my friends and relatives, just for me. His smile is the most pleasure for me. He doesn’t forget that he is man. He cares about me, protects me, and loves me. He loves me so much that nobody can even imagine how. I appreciate his love and him. We understand each other despite of we’re from different cultures. He is a good family man, he loves children so much. And he can appreciate every moment of our life. Here is how I imagine you, my half.