Barefoot though

There’s something about the sea that always makes me slow down the sound, the air, the way the sand feels against the skin. Maybe that’s why I love beaches: they strip away everything unnecessary. Just you, the wind, and a quiet kind of honesty. I like moments like this when beauty feels effortless, and every glance holds a secret you can almost touch. Maybe peace and passion aren’t opposites after all… maybe they’re just two sides of the same wave.