This is the bright-eyed youth.
you are not alone, not even in the cold rainy night.
heaven isn’t a paradise. it’s familiarity and happiness.
The clock’s hands arrive at 00:00.
This is love – quiet and serene.
Magic is not all sparks and happiness.
the world pauses as i stand outside, the rain hitting my umbrella. the vast expanse of green stretches before me, as nature comes undeniably alive.
it is bittersweet – Nature’s tears bring you peace.