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insomnia-induced midnight strolls. lopsided bowties. crafting a perfectly wrong response. wasted potential. hiding in the shadows, terrified of the light. a bit too much wine. the kindest form of honesty. an exhausted sigh. too many apologies. handwritten notes. a warm smile from across the room. the smell of new books. awkward silences. gullible is written on the ceiling. feeling out of place in an opulent room. the taste of regret. sending snail mail. 

mirror selfies, any reflective surface works as a mirror, plants, make shift wine glasses, cramped studios, lake water, cold lake water, used up notebooks, cafes, byob, ugly laughter, student stinginess, doing everything on the floor, wild meadows, clear skies

coffee   breath   ,   bullet   journal   ,   a   room   full   of   laughter   ,   the   sound   of   a   car   engine   ,   neatly   folded   clothes   ,   highlighted   passages   in   a   book   ,   tucked   in   shirts   ,   running   your   fingers   through   your   hair   ,   button   up   shirts   ,   plane   tickets   ,   always   using   manners   ,   endless   conversations   ,   smiling   over   lies   ,   freshly   cleaned   shoes   ,   sunlight   radiating   through   the   curtains   ,   early   morning   runs   ,   a   glass   of   fresh   orange   juice   ,   freshly   styled   hair   ,   calls   over   texts   ,   portable   charger   ,   cold   showers   in   winter   ,   accidentally   eavesdropping   ,   the   feeling   after   a   good   workout   ,   clouds   in   the   sky   ,   sunset   orange   .

‘cause you can't be caught red-handed, if you're not red-handed. my darling, if i ever said those words to you, i was pulling out my heart so i could pin it to my sleeve on display for you to see, i'm on display.

fur, blue, kitten heels but heels all the same, tea, 19th century russian architecture, marble, rings

pink cheeks  &  a starry gaze, full of dreams, hopes  &  desires. gentle kisses before drifting to sleep. the scent of rosewater,  soap  &  fresh vanilla. of freshly baked bread  &  chamomile tea in the gardens. bear hugs  &  peppered kisses. the overwhelming feeling of love, being in love, having love, seeing love. soft smiles, hopeful gazes, longing stares  &  saying ‘i love you’ in quiet gestures. the sunlight peeking through white clouds. closed-in box cars, long distance,  &  tangled limbs. sights to see, more to enjoy. a head filled with flowers. ella mai  &  finding hope. paint-smudged cheeks, the soft pitter-patter of rain,  &  a sketchbook of charcoal portraits. cream on the tip of your nose, the smell of fresh laundry  &  laughter between wrinkled sheets.