Remember that rainy afternoon where we escaped the downpour by crawling into the bamboo grove at the Japanese garden? It was beautiful. I regret everything, even that.I hate regretting beautiful, perfect things.
Rainy afternoon. Escaped. Downpour. Crawling. Bamboo grove. Japanese garden.
This post has so many beautiful words. It’s unfortunate that it ends so sadly.
Rainy afternoon. Escaped. Downpour. Crawling. Bamboo grove. Japanese garden. This post has so many beautiful words. It’s...
hate regretting beautiful, perfect things.