*all writing pieces originally from Instagram @mi.haloes* “can you see me?” You’re like a portrait that reflects my memories, from the best to the worst, you encompass me all around. Like a mirror, you match my every feature, every shade; my every emotion I’ve felt for you. You’re like a…

*all writing pieces originally from Instagram @mi.haloes* “our nature” Like the goddess of the rain, my tears cascade upon your shoulder; interweaving deeper with the currents of your genuineness. I feel your grounding nature below my cheek; a cushioning that shelters me from the infernos that dance within the core…

Your memories meet me under the darkness of the night, Under the shadowing oak tree, Where the leaves of gold hide their colours under the reflections of the moonlight. Your breath waltz through my ears and onto my nape, Lingering and standing longer than it should; I shouldn’t enjoy it, yet I…

*all writing pieces originally from Instagram @mi.haloes* “in this small world” As the rain that cascades down from the clouds, my thoughts dance amongst the particles of oxygen and hydrogen that sing in harmony with the grey sky. Humidity wafted through the air like the skirt of a bride, bending…

*all writing pieces originally from Instagram @mi.haloes* “beauty of nature” The erosion carves through the mortal vessel, lining down a pathway for the birth of the holy and running rivers. The burning sun rains down a flood of vibrant energy that fuels this ever-growing planet, churning the clock of life…

A layer of hidden thorns that lay concealed under a draping skirt of blood roses. It’s quite a simple thing, yet equally breathtaking. How fascinating, no? First grow the thorns that can pierce into this delicate skin. Then comes the birth of the tiniest of buds… taking their time to…

Collaboration with @fragrancewrites I held onto the beautifully red wrapped box that laid in the palm of my hand; so frail and gentle. The red scorching fireplace twirled in the background as the LED lights and stockings hung above it; allowing the room to feel cozier. Each breath traveled through…

A trail of rose fabric draped behind her legs as her heels created a steady rhythm against the marble floor; following along to the beat of the welcoming fanfare and her restless breathing. …

The waves of dawn dance through the atmosphere, harmonizing with the wind to create a symphony performance for the tall pinewood giants and the campsite that stands at the brim of the horizon. The early fire of the morning lay ablaze on a pile of cedar, as the watchkeeper’s eyes…