The City’s Softest Echo
He always said my laughter sounded like wind chimes in a summer
Modern Romance
The Weight of Silk & Secrets
He always said I looked best in navy. A ridiculous detail to
Ephemeral Echoes in Azure
The chill of the lake wasn’t unpleasant. It mirrored something within
Ephemeral Echoes
The city tasted like ash and regret, a familiar flavor I’d
The Static Between Heartbeats
He found me sketching rain on the cafe window, a habit born
The Weight of Petals
He said I was too polished, too perfect a facade for someone
Ephemeral Bloom
The cherry blossoms fall, a delicate snow against the grey. Another spring
The Sweetness of Almost-Meetings
The scent of vanilla always brings him back, doesn't it?
The Weight of Unspoken Things
He says he likes quiet nights, but does he truly know the
The Weight of Unspoken Things
The pastel ribbons felt strangely heavy in my hands, a delicate weight
Sun-Kissed Nostalgia
The city always smelled of rain and regret after a summer storm,
Ephemeral Bloom
A lavender haze, a soft square framing the echo of his laugh.
