honey.

Reads 29
Votes 3
Parts 2
Time 8m

Reads 29
Votes 3
Parts 2
Time 8m

he breathed in, and then he breathed out.
    
    "your voice is like coming home on a brisk evening, when you want to embrace a loved one and revel in their amicable warmth. your voice is the glimpse of glistening snow crystals on the first day of winter and all you want to do is breathe it in.it's the sound of cicadas trailing around you as you walk through a park after fresh rain. it's the smell of an ocean breeze, and the taste of it on your tongue. it's the feeling you get when you see something you never want to forget for the rest of your life."All Rights Reserved

alotandimeanalotofcolor café carcrash color colorblind shortstory soul soulmate soulmates sound synesthesia

Table of contents

he breathed in, and then he breathed out.
    
    "your voice is like coming home on a brisk evening, when you want to embrace a loved one and revel in their amicable warmth. your voice is the glimpse of glistening snow crystals on the first day of winter and all you want to do is breathe it in.it's the sound of cicadas trailing around you as you walk through a park after fresh rain. it's the smell of an ocean breeze, and the taste of it on your tongue. it's the feeling you get when you see something you never want to forget for the rest of your life."

2 parts

#132colorblind

Content Guidelines

You may also like