Small Things

Small Things

I find you in a summer breeze and Sunday afternoons. I find you in a cup of tea, and the smell of morning rain. I find you in the chime of a bike bell, and the nostalgic taste of childhood sweets. I find you in the small things, in the significant insignificances.

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Sweet Nothings

Sweet Nothings

Much a sweet nothings exchanged from lip to ear and lip to ear. A shout into the void will receive a reply, my love, I promise you this. The moon is our moon, the sun belongs to us. The reason for the universe is simply for us to be. View this post on Instagram   [...]