




Summer-tinted hues, shore-kissed moods, even though winter’s in haze. And lately, everything carries that beachy, sun-warm, dreamy glowโฆthe kind that feels straight out of โThe Summer I Turned Pretty In.โ ๐
Daisies and mountains. A wooden bench under an old oak tree, and I’m all cloaked, sipping the hot tea, watching the world slow down, yes, Winter in the Town!! Cold outside, warm inside.
The splash of giant watermelon as I take a huge bite from my small mouth: bright red, sweet, a little messy, but thatโs the charm of summer.
Cactus green and thriving,
The sand?
Yes. Itโs golden!
Ocean-blue eyes, looking in mine, I feel like I tried, to etch their depth onto my canvas, now, writing my teal tinted talesโก
Salt-brushed winds weaving through my hair. Lime? Perfectly sour on that hot summer dayโ๏ธ and Moon? “Sabki apni aakhein, Sabka apna Chaand ๐ ” Each soul has its own way of seeing, its own moon to adore.
Snow at the beach >>>Weird and stunning, beautiful and sunlightโฆ oh my god the sun glittering through every season, unbothered, eternal, luminousโก






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