this one is different.

i didn’t write it at night. the sun was up, and light was coming through my window. it was quiet. i was not. i was thinking of you again.

it’s not always easy to say what i mean. i have lack of words to express what exactly i want to say. maybe someday you’ll understand me. maybe you already do.

you once said you liked the way i explain nothing in particular. so i thought, what if i gave you a place where i say nothing, but everything is for you?

no instructions. no expectations. just pages like this. just me and some texts. you don't have to reply to me whatever i say here.

so here’s a second letter. it doesn’t ask anything. it just sits here.

i don’t know what color you are, but you’re not a single one. you’re all the soft ones i can’t quite name, the ones that fade at the edges and look better in real life.

you are mine. i will be your's someday, i will do everything it takes to make this happen. but wherever our fate takes us... this site will always be for you.

this is the color i was asking the name of the other day, right?