The entire city had gone to sleep, except for her and I.
We sat on the subway, two seats apart, and I could've sworn I'd met her before. In another life-

It was all about the aesthetic to her. The way the silence was almost deafening in the 3am empty parking lot. & the stars that wondered why she was up so late, all by herself, in a city that drowned itself in love and false expectations. She learnt to love herself before it was trending⚡️& I wished and hoped upon a shooting star that she'd look up from her book, and into my lonely eyes,

Song for today: When It's Over - Wild Belle