our little universe

Somewhere between Fargo and Errachidia, we became home.

A place that feels like closed eyes, forehead touches, ridiculous laughter, being held close, and that quiet kind of happiness that makes the rest of the room disappear.

6.26.2026 · my moon / my sun

the feeling Love that feels safe enough to close your eyes. Happiness that looks like laughing into each other. Home that feels like being held.

Simo and Lizzie smiling forehead to forehead

The website should feel less like a presentation and more like someone quietly stepped inside your relationship for a minute.

our story

How we found each other

I’d keep the story simple and warm — not a wall of text, just little moments that carry the whole thing.

6.26.2026The day everything quietly started.

The callsHours disappearing while neither of us wanted to hang up.

My moon / my sunThe tiny language that became ours.

Still choosing usAcross distance, time zones, fear, laughter, and everything else.

our dates

How long we’ve been choosing each other

The days that started us, the days that belong to us, and all the ones we haven’t lived yet.

6.26.2026

together since June 26, 2026

0years

0months

0days

0hours

and still counting ♡

birthday

Liz

Add Liz’s birthday

birthday

Simo

Add Simo’s birthday

our calendar

Important little days

Add firsts, trips, milestones, anniversaries, future plans, or a date only the two of you understand.

JUN26

the beginning

The day we found each other

June 26, 2026

☾ Fargo where my moon waits

somewhere between here and there distance never stopped you from becoming home

☀ Errachidia where my sun is

our photos

This is what home looks like

A few moments belong out in the open. The rest can stay tucked away like a real album — something you choose to sit down and look through together.

“There is something about who you are that makes my soul feel quiet.”

Liz and Simo laughing forehead to forehead — the kind of happiness that makes everything else disappear

our album

All the little pieces of us

The rest of our photos live here instead of filling the whole page. Open it when you actually want to wander through them.

Liz + Simo
6.26.2026

the sound of home

🔒 Final version: private shared voice library for Liz + Simo

For the moments when I just need to hear you

Little pieces of our voices, saved on purpose — so “I love you,” “goodnight,” a laugh, or even one stupid little phrase is always here when the distance feels too loud.

“Everything you say settles something inside of me.”

Who is recording? What should I say?

record this I love you from Liz

or upload a clip

Nothing recording yet.

Shared privately between Liz + Simo.

saved voices

Tap what you need to hear

Your saved voice clips will appear here.

letters to my Mohamed

Three things I needed you to have forever

This is the emotional heart of the site: warm cream keepsakes, wine-red wax, soft shadows, and the moon + M.E. + sun seal — intimate, imperfect, and held close.

three little pieces of me, waiting here for you · your initials between my moon and your sun

☾ M.E. ☀

A Whole Lifetime of You and Me

tap to read

☾ M.E. ☀

I Miss You Right Now

tap to read

☾ M.E. ☀

I Am Crazy About That Man

tap to read

for my Mohamed ♥

The real version would contain the full letter here, with comfortable spacing so it feels like reading something you actually wrote on paper.

open when

Little notes for the moments I can’t be there

Shorter than the big letters, but long enough to actually feel like you’re talking to him.

☾

Open when you miss me

For the nights when the distance feels way too loud.

soft · close · comforting

♡

Open when we argued

For when feelings got big but love didn’t go anywhere.

reassuring · grounding

✦

Open when you can’t sleep

For when you need me talking beside you until your eyes close.

bedtime · cozy · sweet

☀

Open when you need to laugh

For emergency emotional support and potato-related medical care.

ridiculous · very us

reasons i love that man

A constellation made out of you

This is the one section I’d let go fully nighttime — deep espresso and forest green, like everything got quiet and close. Tap a star.

tap a star ✦

our memory journal

🔒 Final version: private shared space for Liz + Simo

A little album we keep writing together

Real memories, future memories, ridiculous made-up memories — anything that feels like us can live here.

6.26.2026 → forever

Our book is never really finished.

Some pages are things that already happened. Some are things we hope happen. Some are just the two of us being ridiculous. That is the point.

Liz + Simo ♡

6.26

real memory

The day everything quietly started

June 26, 2026. One match, one conversation, and absolutely no idea that a person an ocean away was about to become home.

6.26.2026 · added by us

☾ ☀

little memory

The calls where time disappeared

The nights and mornings when neither of us wanted to hang up, and somehow a screen stopped feeling like enough distance to keep us apart.

Fargo ↔ Errachidia · added by us

promises for ordinary days

Not just forever. Tuesday, too.

The big promises matter. But I want the small ones — the ones that make a life feel like ours.

☾ M.E. ☀

I promise to keep choosing us after the argument is over and the feelings are quieter.

I promise to make room for your tired days, your quiet days, and the days when neither of us has much to give.

I promise to make ordinary days matter — groceries, laundry, sleepy mornings, stupid jokes, all of it.

I promise to listen when your heart is heavy instead of only loving the easy parts of you.

I promise to keep laughing with you, annoying you, learning you, and finding new reasons to fall for you.

I promise that distance will never be the biggest thing about our story.

future us

Leave room for the home we’re still building

I’d leave a few blank places on purpose, so the site can slowly fill with the real life you’re building together.

First airport photoReserved for the moment the distance finally becomes a memory.

First Christmas togetherA space that stays empty until it’s real.

Our first homeOne day this stops being a placeholder.

☾ ☀

I don’t just want a future with you.

I want as much of life with you as I’m allowed to have.

My sun. My home. My Mohamed.

Our Little Universe · 6.26.2026