Pale Blue


I remember that day was turning grey and blue. Sun was shining high and dry, but there were no sign of you. Maybe I should've told them how much I'd kill for longing someone new... But in my mind there were only you, and the whole universe's logic has no longer true. No more empty spaces to do, no more asking for who.

Lonesome strikes as the sky draw a perfect sunset hue. 
A goodbye note for the girl in blue... 
She's been missing you.

photography Fajar Prabowo


OUTFIT | Vintage coat / Vintage White Shirt / Vintage black patent handbag / LOONA Oxford shoes / BIERE gray skirt