A. Wallis
A. is 18 years old.
She is the Lead Singer of The Scarlet Letter.
A. is located in London at kissing under the moon.
A. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
“Lights will guide you home“
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The bouquet that brought me back 💐
When I moved to London, I was heartbroken and began a frantic search for a love that would choose me, and in this relentless search, I ended up losing myself. I had a few casual relationships, something the old Alecia wouldn't have. I tried many times to find myself again, but even after my heart healed, I still felt lost.
I always thought I would find that lost part of myself in Los Angeles. I went back there so many times, but I never found it and never understood why. I just returned to London accepting that I had changed and that that part of me was lost forever.
But life has a funny way to tell you that you are wrong.
I went to a wedding in Rome this weekend, and it was right there, when the bouquet fell into my hands, that I found me again. It was as if the universe laughed at me. There I was, in Rome, a city where love once seemed right, light, easy, beautiful. And perhaps, fate took me to Rome to remind me that something still exists, even if silent, even if distant.
With the bouquet in my hands, I just smiled, feeling a lightness I hadn't felt in a long time. It was like to recover my memory after a long time with amnesia. I never wanted to collect loves, I just wanted to find the one home where my heart would stay. I felt an urge to go back to London to end it all and start over.
I no longer want hopeless loves. I want to be with just one person, but only when both people decide to stay.
Perhaps the bouquet fell into my hands not as a promise that I'm the next to get married, but to remind me of who I am, without losing who I've become.
The old Alecia believed that love was enough. Now I know that love needs space, time, and, sometimes, silence. Still, when the bouquet fell into my hands, everything in me screamed. As if the universe were saying: "I'm still here. I'm still thinking about you."
The bouquet taught me that not all is lost, and that there is no need to search, because what is yours finds a way back.
A.
Posted 10/26/2025, 8:00 AM
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