Beautiful things that lack proper names
- A spurt of color that swirls around a teabag when it’s dropped into water
- Heavy sighs that convey complacency with just a hint of nostalgia
- Glossy trails that raindrops leave behind as they slide down a windowpane
- That half-smile that seems to whisper, “I’m okay… or at least I will be”
- Little specks of color that can be seen only in glossy eyes
- The mossy scent of the air directly after it rains
- That bittersweet sinking feeling that fills your chest cavity when you finish a good book
(Source: jayygatsby)

