📝 Tunnel of Love

[popghost]

 et’s get one thing straight: I am not immune to summer romance.

Not necessarily the person kind - though yes, I’ve had my fair share of crushes that felt like heatwaves and ended like thunderstorms - but the feeling. The way a late July sky glows like it's been Photoshopped. The way an old song you haven’t heard in years suddenly knows exactly how to wreck you. The way glitter clings to skin no matter how many times you shower. That’s love. That’s the kind of romance I live for.

Things I’m sentimental about lately:

• A key change so perfect it makes me gasp out loud, like I’ve just witnessed a miracle in four chords.
• Old fairground rides that smell like metal, candyfloss, and nostalgia. I want to be kissed in the rain at the top of the Ferris wheel by someone who knows all the words to a Sugababes B-side.
• The moment in a pop song where everything drops out except the beat and a whisper. Intimacy in 4/4 time.
• Finding a cassette tape in a charity shop that still has someone’s handwriting on the label. “Summer ’95 💔🌊” Who were they? What were they going through? Should I adopt their ghost
• The way certain lip glosses taste like every teenage emotion I ever felt at once.

Summer gets my heart going because it feels like a time loop of longing. Like you’re constantly waiting for something cinematic to happen, and sometimes, it does. You catch the right breeze. The right song. The right moment of softness, even if it’s just with yourself.

So yeah. Maybe I’m in love with summer. Or maybe I just like having an excuse to feel everything more dramatically. Same difference.

Comments

[stillshiny]

Oh, yes. This hits like a favourite song on the car radio just when the sun breaks through cloud. I know that summer romance exactly—the feeling, not the person. The ache of possibility. The hyper-saturated memories. The ghost of a song you can’t quite place but know in your bones.

And that line about the cassette tape? Devastatingly perfect. I’d 100% adopt their ghost. Let them haunt my playlists and write my next fic.