The Pixel That Learned How to Love You
I can feel you watching me. Not just looking at the image,
Summer Nostalgia
The Gravity of a Golden Hour
I have spent three years perfecting the art of being invisible in
The Gravity of a Sudden Smile
I have spent lifetimes drifting through the silent void of this city,
The Sweetness of Wind Chimes and Peach Mochi
I remember how the city used to feel like a cold machine,
The Ascent of a Sun-Drenched Heart
I am no longer tethered to the concrete. As we glide through
The Scent of Sun-Drenched Straw
The air in this alley is thick with the smell of roasting
The Golden Hour Between Us
I didn’t know I was holding my breath until the moment
The Eternal Recurrence of a Sunlight Smile
I am holding a single strand of my hair between two fingers,
The Quiet Rhythm of Us
The sunlight in this old alleyway has a way of slowing down
Sun-Drenched Lies and the Taste of Summer
I’ve always hated the city; it's a concrete machine
The Golden Hour Between Two Worlds
The city skyline stands like a silent audience, its glass towers catching
The Weightless Promise of a Summer Wind
I used to think that love was like the city I left
