Welcome to the last year of this textual/visual diary. Exploring words, spaces and aesthetics. 

LAST NIGHT'S CONVERSATIONS

LAST NIGHT'S CONVERSATIONS

It's during the late night conversations that we swell up with love. Talking about anything, everything and all things in between. With bodies warm covered by a 10 tog duvet. We talk, and I can hear you smile - and feel you lovingly looking at me in the dark, I hope you feel me too. Cause perhaps it's  now that I tell you all my deepest fears but also how all my dreams have you in them. It's now that I tell you how insecure I feel but with you I feel I have achieved measures of success beyond my wildest dreams. It's now when I tell you that I am ready, finally... and with you is where it all begins. Call them secrets or truths, vulnerabilities or strengths. Call them whatever you may but all I know is that I am sitting in the bathroom at 9am writing this and I'm close to tears from all the words we said last night. Deep down I hope you feel it too because your kisses felt extra sweet this morning. I am not perfect, rich or even the prettiest but around you I am at ease with all aspects of myself. Because I am yours in the same way I am mine.

emotions

emotions

fleeting moments

fleeting moments