That was the summer when everything we would become was hovering just over our heads.


This Is How You Lose Her (ed. 2012)


That was the summer when everything we would become was hovering just over our heads.

That was the summer when everything we would become was hovering just over our heads.

That was the summer when everything we would become was hovering just over our heads.

That was the summer when everything we would become was hovering just over our heads.