It feels like looking into a deep ocean, the eyes hold so much feelings

feeling in the air the summertime sadness

When I think about summer, I think of hope. I think of kids playing outside, dipping my legs in ice cold water somewhere in baltic sea, feeling the warm breeze while sipping ice tea… when my eyes met these young man’s, it gave me the very same emotion- hope. That of a person at the beginning of his life. That of a somebody who is equally full of joy of being young and pain of growth. That of having no rules, no limits just the life as a blank page waiting to be imagined and coloured, like a canvas waiting to be painted