XYLIFE

• Love is a matte theft 
  You take away my insomnia, I steal your sighs 
  Love debts are like sutras dropped into the Tongtian River—they can never be reckoned 
  Oaths are like stolen bells; every chime brings a pang of guilt, and their echoes are full of rust

  I once secretly brewed the peach blossoms of an entire spring, and buried them in the crevices of your back 
  Only to find that by the next year, those peach blossoms had all turned sour like vinegar 
  I finally understand: oaths are stolen kindling 
  They warm tonight, yet burn down the bridge we crossed to get here
   Jealousy is a thief in the dark room, secretly measuring the hem of your skirt 
  Only to tailor a shroud for itself

  Note: Hidden Theft Vibe, Floral-Fruity Accord
  Top Notes: Juniper Berry, Orange, Angelica Root
  Middle Notes: Cardamom, Magnolia, White Champaca, Lambskin, Iris Root - 
  Base Notes: Papyrus, Vetiver, Ambroxan

  100ml/3.4 FL OZ