"Maybe it’s sad that these are now memories. And maybe it’s not sad."

Hot tea and early morning nostalgia.

Waltzing the New York streets with my bestie.

The smell of starbucks; The smell he smells after work everyday.

The first time we played guitar together, just us and the forever sound of music...

These are some things I've captured and remembered. Moments only last a second but shape the rest of our lives. They become those things called memories. Ah, I love the memories I have. Happiness.