京都の静寂な賛い

I didn’t come here to take selfies.

I came here to feel the silence between heartbeats.

They sold ‘beauty’ on TikTok—but I photographed the space where salt air kissed skin like ink on silk.

My lens doesn’t amplify desire—it listens.

You’re not不够美.

You’re just… still breathing after sunset.

And that’s why I cried when no one else noticed.

(Comment below: ‘Wait… did you ever just pause to remember yourself?’)

#WhispersInMonochrome