in the back of the subaru

Portland OR

Description

Sometimes it’s just those days on the sand, in the back of the car, with all those blankets and pillows and the softness. The soft easy smile that played on your lips. The soft sounds of waves crashing at our entangled feet. But mostly the kisses. I think about all those soft kisses. Nothing had ever been so warm. Like my very own safe space, and a sense of calm I’d never known before. Not all times, but sometimes it’s just those days on the sand.