Memory of an Unfamiliar Night
The streets of an unfamiliar city, arrived at by night, are quiet in a way they aren't by day. I was lost, but I liked it that way. Do you still remember what you saw then?
Only you can see your answer
The streets of an unfamiliar city, arrived at by night, are quiet in a way they aren't by day. I was lost, but I liked it that way. Do you still remember what you saw then?
Only you can see your answer
Arriving here at night, the curtains feel thinner than by day. Sitting by the window, I count the lights passing by.