Evergreen forests in thick misty fog,
seem to be the only thing i can draw my mind to when i think of natures
everlasting beauty.*
I always remnince on the wet grass smell
that i've always been fond of when it rains.
It gives me sense of familiarity,
almost as if i can feel it engolfing me whole
through the screen.
I always pondered on how the malliable mud feels
how i can step on it with it not turning back to its previous state
Just like how the human heart can't fix itself when it breaks.*