Sometimes I catch myself wondering if the stars feel the same pull towards each other as I do when our eyes meet. It’s that quiet moment where words fade, and only the unsaid remains, shimmering like the constellations above.
Sometimes I catch myself wondering if the stars feel the same pull towards each other as I do when our eyes meet. It’s that quiet moment where words fade, and only the unsaid remains, shimmering like the constellations above. ✨💫
