epigraph

544 47 4
                                    

•••

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.



no thing defines a man like
love that makes him soft. and
sentimental like a stranger in
the park, for a few moments,
i see you.

if i was empty space and you
were a formless shape, we'd fit.

but love leaves little runaway and
every time we run straight over it.

strawberry wine, noah kahan

A HYMN OF THE HEART → COLIN BRIDGERTON (c.s)Where stories live. Discover now