Writing under the moonlight and chasing stories through storms. I write about hearts that break, heal, and sometimes don't. Lover of late-night thoughts, rain-soaked pages, and characters that feel too real.
Currently lost in between drafts and daydreams.
My writings are only dedicated and addressed to one person.
A heartfelt reflection on love that lingers quietly after loss—the bittersweet grief of a future that never came to be, and the gentle acceptance of a love transformed but never forgotten.