There is a moment I want to freeze in time every time it happens. When the sun is setting at the lake, it seems to suspend itself like it doesn't want to give up the color it's creating. Like it's holding its breath.
There is a moment I want to freeze in time every time it happens. When the sun is setting at the lake, it seems to suspend itself like it doesn't want to give up the color it's creating. Like it's holding its breath.