⊹ ࣪ ˖things i romanticize in september ⊹ ࣪ ˖
✦ the first crisp breeze after a heavy summer ✦ cardigans slipping off shoulders, left on café chairs ✦ steam curling from coffee cups ✦ sunlight turning golden + sleepy at 5pm ✦ bookstores that feel like secret worlds ✦ ink-stained pages + messy journal handwriting ✦ walking home under a violet sky that comes too soon ✦ leaves dragging across sidewalks ✦ candlelight dripping slow, waxy constellations ✦ study sessions that feel strangely cinematic ✦ brown leather satchels, autumn playlists, scribbled notes ✦ rain-soaked hair + not even caring ✦ bonfire smoke tangled with the scent of apple pie ✦ libraries that smell like dust + forever ✦ that soft melancholy that makes everything feel like poetry
















