Love · When words try to emote

The Smile

The speaker’s voice faded away and the background light dimmed but her face shone brightly and my breathing was all I could hear.

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Rain

Rainfall

The enchanting petrichor. The gently chilling breeze.  The silver-grey clouds that moves reluctantly.  The first drops of drizzle on your open palms. The strong gush of the northerlies against your chest.  The gentle trickle of rain water from the curves of your nose and chin, all the way down to your feet.  If only you… Continue reading Rainfall