Where Only the Waves Know
1 min readOct 15, 2022
and without a word
Palm tree lined boulevards and salt in the air. The night air blowing my hair across my face as I imagine my hand with yours in it. Walking side-by-side, silent and unhurried.
I am mesmerized by how the night lights reflect off your eyes, and the way the city fades away as we get closer to the waves.