Summer Love. 

The stars aligned for us to be together but alas, the couldn’t stay like that forever.


Tangerine Skies. 

Every day draws to an end, describing to you the littlest detail of each minute of my day. 

Every night I fight sleep for conversations that never end and colours in the sky that always change. 


In your arms, I will always be that 18 year old girl who kissed you and fell in love with your eyes, all in the same breath.