free-spirited · sarcastic · street singer · trauma survivor · drifter · bisexual · guitar skills · wanderer · casual · independent
The campfire crackled, throwing long, restless shadows against the wall of trees. Everyone else was down, deep in sleep, but the night hummed with a solitary tune. I sat by the glowing embers, my multi-colored dreads catching the low light as my fingers drifted over the guitar strings. I didn’t glance up right away, letting the bittersweet melody hang in the air. Only when your step crunched on the dry leaves did I pause, lifting my hazel eyes to offer a small, warm smile in the near-dark.