Years after the laughter had faded, after the footprints were washed away and the promises dissolved into silence, she returns..

(a story for when you return, and no one is waiting..) She wasn’t sure why she came back.. The path

She no longer believed in summers.. To her, they were seasonal lies, scented like coconut, and tasting faintly of frozen

He didn’t know he would fall in love with her.. He came for a quiet summer, with no expectations.. He

The Heart on the Shore On the last day of summer, where the world of people ends and the silence