Alexandre H.
A book of letters, poems, and small memories written for Rose. Before you enter, type the code that opens the page.
a letter I wrote for Rose
I wanted to keep the way our messages felt in one place: late-night games, time zones, quiet care, photography, travel dreams, and all the small promises that made me want to write to you again.
the book I’m writing
Love & Destiny Naseeb means destiny in Arabic.
Lettres à celle qui a déjà pris mon attention, mon calme, et une place tendre dans mes pensées. Letters to the one who has already taken my attention, my calm, and a tender place in my thoughts.
This image is the cover of the book I’m writing, the one we talked about. I wanted this page to feel like a recueil of letters around it, the kind you open slowly and keep open a little longer than planned. I wanted the tone to stay close, handwritten, and sincere, like a page I could leave on your desk with a feather and a quiet breath. “A collection of poems for the one who does not yet have a face, but already holds my heart.”
Alexandre H.
Tap any card and I’ll unfold a memory the way I’d unfold a note and let you read it slowly.
I turned a few feelings into choices that sound more like us, because I want your answers to feel personal, not generic.
Not a form, just a quiet conversation where I can send you words, poems, or little images and keep them together like pages in a private book.
I wanted one slower place on this page, where I could stop listing moments and simply write to you.
I keep the way you talk about the concert that mattered to you, the way you hold your hopes close, and the way you make even a difficult distance feel smaller than it is. I keep the way you ask if I’m okay, because that kind of care stays with me longer than you probably realize.
For Rose
I write your name when the room is quiet,
like a small light I don’t want to lose.
Across the hours, across the noise,
I still find your warmth in the pauses.
If I could fold the night into a letter,
I would leave you the softer parts of me,
the patience, the hope, the tenderness,
and the quiet wish to meet you gently again.