The fog rolls in as I pull the blanket tighter around my shoulders. Walking through the woods feeling that crisp air as magical light of dawn sets in. Flowers, trees, greenery surrounding us. Music playing softly in the distance and we choose to sleep just a little longer.
Driving through the mountains to Portland reminiscing about the best memories back home. Cozy sweaters, vintage demin, and Pabst while telling one of a kind love stories.
The trials and tribulations of love, joy, and happiness. Lastly, champagne brunch and avocado toast while surrounded by the finest exposed brick, dreamcatchers, and maps to our souls.
Never forget the nights we felt alive. Your hand in mine and the first day of school, skateboarding down the hill and into the tall grass.