& he was still fresh like the morning. He has never not been beautiful.
but there was a sadness or defeat in the way he clasped his beard. he looked at me like what could’ve been. & I just felt relieved that it never had.
& he was still fresh like the morning. He has never not been beautiful.
but there was a sadness or defeat in the way he clasped his beard. he looked at me like what could’ve been. & I just felt relieved that it never had.