You were the illusion that appeared at just the right moment; you were that feeling of escaping and moving toward you. You were also a discovery of seduction and of living something fleeting. But the best thing you left behind was your brutal tenderness, and even though we remained two strangers, you were my sigh dressed in dreams. Let’s avoid questions and instead remember that what we shared showed us that we are still made to feel again.
Photography by Mar Gil González // Dev/Scan at Miyagi Studio
A communicator of emotions. I can’t live without music, nor without art. I write in my room, in the street, and wherever I happen to land.