The collection

2024

  • Too Late

    Too Late

    You resist, but you will remember me with each fallen leaf, each brittle crack beneath your feet. You will see me in the dying light, in the shadows that stretch too long, and you will wish you had held on tighter.

  • Awakening

    Awakening

    My eyes, open to light, to the glisten of dew on blades of grass, to the dance of shadows across the ground, as if the earth itself breathes, stretching, stirring, and I am part of its waking, alive in every quiet miracle, every whisper of the world.

  • Craving

    Craving

    And so, I find myself craving you, not out of need, but out of a desire to share this life I’ve built, to blend our paths and create something even more beautiful. Because while I was happy in my world, with you, happiness has a new depth, a richness I can’t ignore.

  • Moments

    Moments

    You carry a sweetness, not heavy, but bright, a smile that seems to dance with every word you speak, bursting with energy, zest for life spilling over like sunlight on a morning field.

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  • Before I Say Good Night

    Before I Say Good Night

    May your dreams carry the beauty you see so effortlessly in this world. And may your heart, when in the morning you rise, feel the kindness you have given mine.

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  • I Love You More

    I Love You More

    What I mean is – my love expands with each passing breath, it grows in the quiet spaces between your laughter and your sighs, in the way your hands move without thinking, in the silence of shared moments where words don’t need to exist.

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  • Shadows

    Shadows

    Your absence pulls the world apart – a thread unraveled from the fabric of the sky. I search for you in the curve of the wind, in the scent of rain, in the way the earth turns, slow and steady, but you are always beyond my reach, like a flame that flickers just before the…

  • All Good Things

    All Good Things

    Be grateful. For the breath that fills your lungs, for the silence that cradles your thoughts, for the gift of this moment – unpaid, unpromised, but yours entirely.

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