BK Nights


And they danced underneath the streetlights of Brooklyn, as the snow softly fell around them. There was music softly being played from a street vendor across the street… But the rhythm and harmony of their hearts was the real orchestra outside.

She placed her head on his shoulder, burying her nose into the nape of his neck. His humility smelled quite nice.

They slowly opened their eyes and realized the people at the bus stop had their full attention. They laughed at the simple fact that for a while, they forgot they were even on earth

#mrnewyork