december is the held month, the waiting month, the month in which the sunlight is fleeting and we chase it endlessly, shaming the chill from our bones and the ache from our chests.
d e c e m b e r
d e c e m b e r
d e c e m b e r
december is the held month, the waiting month, the month in which the sunlight is fleeting and we chase it endlessly, shaming the chill from our bones and the ache from our chests.