If he could only see how her heart aches for him. How she still loves him, despite the uncertainty he has caused her. How many nights must she lie in the darkness, wondering if they will ever share the love they once knew?
“Drunk on each other, we slowed down time, lingering long after the sun had slipped behind the hills. In the darkness, fireflies flashed out new constellations. We were lost in our own little universe and it didn’t matter if we were ever found again”.
-Poem by John Mark Green,
‘Drunk on each other’.
(Photography by Tara from Dixie Pixels)
Simple Elegance



