We wait... Stranded under an endless sky. In exile...
Our memories fade without a sound. Hopelessly, we wither into a deserted void. In the darkness, we fall prey to our frailty. Lonely, we wander into the fate of our lament: regret - just before vanishing into the glow of our vanity: How can we make you remember (us)?
Bereft. Torn. Vindicated.
Our lips avow a signal from God -- they nurse a hungover possibility: the remnant of our Lust. Yet, it's in the wake of our failure, that we break each other's chest. Set fire to our insides. Distract our hearts from missing its beating ache whilst we look into the abyss and question: How many times will we die chasing-after our Desire?
What She Wore:
Top: Lu's Fashion
Sunglasses: Ray Ban
Necklace: Lucky Brand
Shoes: Clarks Originals' Desert Boots
What He Wore:
Jacket: Gap's 1969 Heritage Denim Jean Jacket (Bleached)
Jeans: PacSun's Bullhead Co Drake Skinniest Pico Jeans (Dark Indigo)
Socks: Yo Sox
Shoes: Clarks' Desert Boots