These are the moments I held closest to my heart.
The quiet glances, the soft laughter, the warmth of your hand in mine,
all the little infinities that made loving you feel like breathing.

Some memories are gentle and golden.
Others ache a little.
But all of them live here,
stitched into time like constellations only I can see.

Each photo is a love letter I couldn’t bring myself to send.
Not because I wasn’t ready,
but because some things are too precious to give away.

This is what I kept.
For you.
For me.
For the love that still echoes in every version of us.