Sep 13, 2016
I looked at you, I mean, really looked at you- skin flushed from the heat of a real New York summer, bathing in the shade, cool as a cucumber. Surrounded in all this green, looking like peace and happiness and everything in between. I thought to myself, you are my everything come to life. I'm not dreaming. Please, don't wake me. 〰 #sometimesiwrite #notanotherpaperjam (at Central Park)