Somewhere, on a deep blue field we planted together, a sea of strawberries beneath us, a breeze brushing through leaves like waves above.
We didn’t just find this place. We grew it. Seedling by seedling, season by season, with care, with patience, with love. With every root we tended together, we were planting this - a neverending garden of sweetness.
We lie here, wrapped in each other, in the softest part of our story. Time itself curled up beside us and fell asleep. Our love smells like summer.
And this...
this feels like forever.
We didn’t just find this place. We grew it. Seedling by seedling, season by season, with care, with patience, with love. With every root we tended together, we were planting this - a neverending garden of sweetness.
We lie here, wrapped in each other, in the softest part of our story. Time itself curled up beside us and fell asleep. Our love smells like summer.
And this...
this feels like forever.
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2025, personal work, gouache on paper
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