summer of calypso
your figure under the sunset ; themost precious summer i ever seen
#summerofcalypso
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The force of the wind causes the hair to clump together. Hot and humid weather makes almost every part of the skin feel sticky. Inhaling the breath did not relieve the burning sensation in the nose. Taking shelter from the sun beneath a leafless tree was a rather hopeless idea, no different from that child walking on the sea foam under the big sun.
“What is your name?”
"I don't think that tree will help you."
“Daisy”
“Can you call me that?”
"Not telling my name doesn't mean I don't have a name."
“Why Daisy?”
“Good fit.”
“It suits you right now.”
Two children on a narrow sandy beach The smell of the sea waves handmade sand castle The heat from the sun is no longer annoying. Mediterranean summers are filled with laughter. The daisies bathed in the sunshine looked beautiful.
“Funny.”
“The whole afternoon we still didn't know each other's names.”
“Is that necessary?”
"Of course. How about I give you a name like you did?"
"If you want"
“Are you serious?”
"Dolly"
“What's funny?”
"Damn Daisy, is that your pet's name?"
“Okay, I admit it, it sucks.”
"I don't want it."
"Lila"
"I'm Lila Borg."
"Good. It suits you well."
"thank"
"As for me, Daisy."
"what"
"Call me, I like that name."
“That's not fair.”
Maybe the happy times didn't pass so quickly. But getting too caught up in something often makes us forget to consider the time and date. When does it begin to wither every midday summer? Maybe from the moment she said she was moving to Colmar. It's admirable how much time it takes to make one relationship closer within a month.
"Do you think we'll meet again?"
"I don't know. This world is so big I'm going to die."
“But it might be possible.”
“Ten more years like in a love story like that.”
Every summer I fly from Norway to Malta. Look out for the girl with long brown hair. I don't know why I did it, but I did it.
"She probably doesn't remember you."
“Probably so.”
“It seems silly to chase after a kid every summer.”
"Not going to Colmar."
“Where are Colmar and Malta interchangeable?”
"Or maybe I just secretly hope you'll come back."
“Where does the name Daisy fit in with a boy?”
"She didn't give her a gender-appropriate name."
"what"
“She gave you a name that suits you.”
"And the other thing is, she doesn't know you're a man."
"God"
“Would you like to go for a walk?”
Just at first sight The beauty of Malta was revealed. Was it because of God's bullying or was it because of his stupidity that he didn't know that the woman sitting next to him in the bar was Lila?
“Did you deliberately dye your hair so that I wouldn't find it?”
“Probably so.”
"You should probably stop me from talking."
“Listen to her tell it like that and it's funny.”
“That's not good.”
"Glad you're back."
“Why are you so attached to a five-year-old girl?”
"I want to know as much as you."
"How many years has it been? Eleven."
"Twelve"
"I'm Jack Pattersen."
"And twelve years ago I just learned your name. Great."
"Aren't you shocked to know that I'm a man?"
"Just a little, but what can you do?"
The orange glow mixed with the peach red hair makes it look even more mesmerizing. It's not the rays of the sun that make you look beautiful. But you are the one who makes the atmosphere. Sun and sandy beach It is said that the skin of young women from Colmar smells of fine wine. And curiosity is something that every human being has, including Jack.
Beauty that those who see it must surrender to. It's a pity that after twelve years I never noticed. What would you expect from an eight year old boy?
“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”
“Did Daisy grow up to be a poet?”
“Damn, I'm being serious.”
“Sorry.”
"I think I'm beginning to like you."
“She lost to Lai.”
"I've fallen in love with you since you asked my name."
If the figure in front of him was a siren who used his song to seduce young men. As long as you utter a note, this Jack Pattersen is ready to dive into the sea like a fool even though he knows full well. Or if you are a young mermaid searching for true love? She didn't even have to sacrifice her voice in exchange for her legs. Because he was the one who sailed to find her from the beginning.
Favorite sculpture from Calypso You are the one who creates fine sand and grass. The one who makes the summer sunshine look alive The seventeen-year-old goddess of Malta dances in the evening sun. The light blue dress clings to the body. The ends of the hair are wet. Her eyes seemed to contain the sky and stars within them. A charming smile that has not changed even after twelve years have passed.
Jack loves everything about Lila.
"I want to kiss you like crazy."
“That's what you said to a girl you just met on the first day.”
“When I was eight years old, how good was I at not being able to kiss her cheek?”
The taste of summer is sweeter than ripe summer fruit. More spectacular than the late Blue Grotto. The Irish Car Bomb on the tip of his tongue was swallowing Jack whole. Maybe the stories you've been accustomed to reading in romantic novels aren't so bad when they happen to you. Unforgettable and unforgettable Malta
From Northern Europe all the way to the Mediterranean coast.
jeon jungkook
;layla borg
park jimin
;jack pettersen
First narrative fic with a plot that has nothing at all. I want to write something about the sea to welcome the summer at Patet Thai. And I want to see you live and die because you're fascinated by the beauty of dessert.
Pirak is the best famous cook in Rogue.
#summerofcalypso