mai, 18

Summer picnics are my love language. Next time you're on this blanket with

That tide pool was my favorite kind of distraction—cold water, warm heart, and you right there. Still feeling that little spark thinking about it.

Sunglasses off so you can see the look I'm giving you. Try not to melt, babe.

this view has me breathless and it’s not just the tropical air. we both saw it and immediately thought the same thing. good thing we have all night for stargazing later.

little mirror time before we take over the night. someone's looking extra cute and it's definitely us.

Ferry deck moments hit different with that skyline behind me. Kinda wish you were here to share the view.

Rainy window days were made for curling up and getting lost. But I’d honestly trade this book for you whispering in my ear.