Silent night singing hearts

It was a quiet night when I and the love of my life came back from a romantic walk accompanied by a curious look in abandoned houses and the pleasant bitterness of a bottle of beer. When I saw the wet path of light rain that had wet our faces pleasantly, my friend paused and looked at me knowing I would take some pictures of this sight. After making this golden photo, we stopped standing right in front of the beautiful sunset and immersed in our beautiful embrace...