Salt, Sunlight, and the Quiet Between Us

The water was cool against my shins, a refreshing shock that grounded me in this fleeting moment. I didn't need to chase him; the city had taught us both how hard it is to hold onto anything solid. Here, at the edge of the sea, we could simply exist side by side without words demanding answers. The sun warmed my skin where he couldn't reach yet, a gentle reminder that love doesn't always have to be an intense fire—it can just be sunlight soaking into your bones while you wait for someone who wants nothing more than this quiet peace.

Editor: The Tea Room