Small sketches I made :)

Imagine if it had never burned down.
#libraryofalexandria

I used to believe relationships were like matchsticks—waiting to ignite and burn into thin air. This generation has made it hard to love, yet there’s still a glimpse of hope in me, yearning to be loved and to love.

Maybe one day, I’ll be able to rewrite the poem I wrote nearly two years ago.

One day I’ll deactivate all my social media accounts, and come back with a photo like this.