I’ve got the summer blues—but it’s not what you might think. Yes, I am sad about bidding summer goodbye, but…
The air was still warm, the sky star-kissed, the night we left Mykonos behind. The scent of jasmine trailed after…
I’ve got the summer blues—but it’s not what you might think. Yes, I am sad about bidding summer goodbye, but…
The air was still warm, the sky star-kissed, the night we left Mykonos behind. The scent of jasmine trailed after…