As If It Was Her Glow — Dreamy Night Aesthetic,

He walked slowly across the quiet hills,
dust rising around his feet like memories
that refused to settle.

In his hands,
a soft glowing light —
fragile, almost breathing…
as if it carried warmth meant for someone else.

He held it carefully,
not because it could guide his way,
but because for a moment
it felt like holding her again.

The night stretched endlessly ahead,
and still…
he kept walking,
as if it was her glow.