They don’t drown you. They draw you in.
Salt on your skin. Secrets in your stare. A calm that makes people uneasy. They don’t overshare. They don’t explain. OCEAN EYES is all restraint. Cool hands, soft linen, and a pulse you never see coming.
They don’t need to say much. Their silence says it all. Clean. Unreadable. Icy in the best way. They leave you wondering if they ever felt it too. They didn’t. But you’ll never stop hoping they did.