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A dating story - asd090 - 10-09-2025
A dating story
Honestly, I was tired of dating. For months on end, I'd been scrolling through profiles, going to meetings, and endlessly messaging—all to no avail. Some were too superficial, others simply disappeared without explanation. Every time I deleted the app, I promised myself, "Never again." But a couple of weeks later, I'd still install https://www.sofiadate.com/dating-advice/how-many-times-sex-in-a-day-is-healthy again—as if giving fate another chance.
That evening, I logged into the app without much enthusiasm. I scrolled through a few profiles and suddenly came across Anton. His photo wasn't perfect—just a guy in a gray sweater with a warm smile. But in the description, he wrote, "I'm not looking for perfection, I'm looking for someone with whom I can be silent and not feel awkward." Those words seemed to resonate somewhere deep inside. I clicked a like—and it was immediately reciprocated.
The conversation began calmly. Without trite compliments or cliches. He took his time, not trying to impress. We talked about books, his favorite coffee, and the importance of being alone before being with someone. I caught myself thinking that for the first time in a long time, I was truly interested.
A week later, he asked to meet up. I hesitated—I was afraid of disappointment, like before. But something told me I had to go. We chose a small café downtown. I arrived early and sat, looking at the people outside the windows. And then—he walked in. Without any pretense, without any showy gestures, he simply smiled, as if we'd known each other for a long time.
From the very first minute, all the tension disappeared. He turned out to be the kind of person with whom you don't have to mince words. We talked about everything—music, childhood, fears. Then we just sat in silence, listening to the rain fall outside. And that silence was more comfortable than any words.
The meeting dragged on. Before we knew it, the café had emptied. He walked me home and, as we said goodbye, said, "I think I've finally found someone I can just be with." I smiled, because I was thinking the same thing.
More than a year has passed since then. Sometimes we laugh, remembering our unsuccessful dates before we met. He says he was also going to delete the app, but decided to check in "one last time." It's funny how two tired souls met that evening—when neither of us believed in miracles anymore.
Now I know for sure: dating isn't just a game. It's a chance, and sometimes fate hides where you least expect it. The main thing is not to lose faith that every coincidence has its own meaning. Sometimes you have to endure dozens of failures to one day stumble upon the person for whom it all was worth enduring.