Garden

by matejaskraba

Think of someone you want to touch whom you cannot touch, someone forbidden. Think of a room where there is nothing except the two of you: still, you cannot touch them. Think of the heat between two hands about to touch, the language that exists in that silence.

— Chelsea Hodson, from “Tonight I'm Someone Else.”

Stripes

I love when it’s clear as day that someone is in love with me. I don’t ever wanna have to question how you feel about me.

Summer Memories | La Banchina, Copenhagen

— Hans F. Hansen

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