welcome, darling ♡
you’ve found your way here, and that means something—because nothing beautiful ever happens by accident. this little space is for the dreamers, the lovers, the ones who highlight book quotes and collect pressed flowers between pages. if you believe in the magic of first glances, in love letters never sent, in the kind of romance that lingers like a soft perfume in the air—then stay, love. you’re home now.
i write love stories that feel like vintage postcards, like delicate lace against warm skin, like a song you play on repeat because it just understands. every word i write is a quiet confession, a sigh at midnight, a heartbeat skipping in the presence of something more.
to you, my reader—whether you are here for a moment or for the long run—this is for you. for the girls who still believe in love letters, who write their names with his last name just to see how it looks, who tuck poetry into their pockets like a secret only the stars would understand. you are seen. you are felt. you are understood.
stay as long as you like, love. the stories are waiting, and so am i.
with love, longing,
and a whisper of nostalgia,
spicygalia ♡
