𝐝𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ✰

beach || dylan

this ones more of a chill, realistic one for y'all. idk i feel like doing a non-sappy one, just normal-life writing:)
enjoy!

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we walk hand and hand. the ocean crashing beside us.

the sky was a light blue, some pink clouds surrounding the descending orange sun; reflecting a light orange tint onto the dark blue sea.

the warm sand tickles my toes and we walk, the thinned out waves rolling over my feet every once in a while.

white birds caw over our heads, swooping down to skim the ocean as they fly. distant boats slowly make their way across the water.

it's perfect.

dylan walks beside me, taking in the view as i do. every once in a while he looks over at me, smiling at what he sees.

i look at him one of the times, and we just smile at each other. i loosen my grasp on his hand, gently slide my hand a little and intertwine my fingers with his. feeling our two metallic rings hit each other.

i smile.

the sun lowers, and is soon down below the waterline. leaving bright yellow raises to extend upwards. the clouds disappear and a dark blue sky is left, matching the water.

"this is so beautiful." he says, smiling out to sea.

"it is." i agree.

at one point we stop, he slides his arm around my shoulders and we stand there, again enjoying the view in front of us. i bring him close, resting my head on his chest.

"i love you." i mutter.

"i love you too." he says.

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