the_boy_who_couldn__t_stop_dreaming_by_annisajamal-d4p6xrb

A beautiful evening

It was a beautiful summer evening The sun was about to set We were sitting there at the seashore It was after months, that we had met A cool breeze was blowing And the sun was losing its shine Her head lay gently on my shoulder Her fingers intertwined in mine The waves and birds …