A series reflecting on regret and unspoken emotions, each piece accompanied by an archival image symbolising one of eight people I failed to love enough. These images act as fragments of memory—silent witnesses to moments where connection faltered, where love could have been deeper, kinder, or more present.

The series invites reflection not only on the relationships we let slip away but also on the parts of ourselves left unfulfilled by that absence. It captures the weight of missed opportunities, the beauty of remembrance, and the universal ache of wondering: What could have been, if only I had loved more? Reaching a conclusion that the more I nurture love within myself, the more I can share it with others, whole and unrestrained.

To all the people I still hold dearly in my heart: I wish for you to be loved as deeply as you once loved yourselves.