🌅 The horizon shatters the golden glow of the setting sun, and two figures stand side by side in the shimmering waves. The footprints on the beach are gently kissed by the sea, reminiscent of the gentle bonds in encounters.
🤍 People often say that encounters are meant to hold onto each other, but the connections in this world have never been about the obsession of tightly grasping hands. Just like the tides that come and go, migratory birds that stop and fly, the hearts of people are inherently marked by a staggered sense of time.
💫 A true encounter is when two souls shatter the shell of loneliness; in the moment of intertwining, we see the starlight in each other’s eyes. You completed the regrets I never voiced, I illuminated your solitary night, and even if it’s just a journey together, those shared evening breezes and sunsets have made the desolate years bloom.
🌊 Just like this sea catching the afterglow of the setting sun, encounters fill the voids of the soul. There’s no need to demand forever; as long as at the moment of convergence, we become more complete versions of ourselves, that is enough.