Neon Echoes
The rain arrived softly.
It blurred the neon signs, softened the edges
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Static Bloom
The rain always smells of regret in this city. It clings to
Echoes in the Amber Light
The rain always tastes of regret here. Not a sharp, stinging regret,
Dust & Echoes
The dust tasted like regret. Like everything I’d built, then smashed
Echoes in the Afterglow
The rain tasted like regret, even now. A lingering film on my
Echoes in Porcelain
The steam. It always curls around his shoulders, a ghost of warmth
Echoes in the Blue
The chlorine scent still clings to my skin, a ghost of summer
Static Bloom
The rain smelled like exhaust and regret, usual for this city. I’
Echoes of Lavender Rain
The rain in the city always smells like lavender, doesn’t it?
Saltwater Echoes
The chlorine stung my eyes for a second, but I didn'
Echoes in Azure
The chlorine whispers a forgotten song,
a lullaby of sun and restless
Echoes of Salt & Sunlight
The salt spray tasted like a forgotten memory, a whisper of childhood
