Golden Hour Confessions
The sea air tasted of him, you know? A little salty, a
Cat-like Muse
Salt Air & Sun-Kissed Skin
The sea whispers secrets, doesn't it? I used to think
Ephemeral Echoes of You
The city always smelled of rain and regret, didn't it?
The City Between Us
The car smells like him, a faint citrus and something uniquely *him*
The Softest Light Between Us
He says I glow when I'm lost in thought, but
Salt & Silk
The grey whispers of the sea tasted of something familiar, like old
Golden Dust & Quiet Sighs
The city exhaled, you know? A long, sleepy puff of grey that
Rainfall & Velvet Echoes
The city sighed, a grey lullaby against the glass.
It tickled my
