Sometimes you just feel a quiet shift in the atmosphere. A lightness, or a subtle pull. And you realize it's less about the space, and more about who's in it. Wondering if you ever notice the same. Would you stay the night if I said Iâm lonely out here?
Sometimes you just feel a quiet shift in the atmosphere. A lightness, or a subtle pull. And you realize it's less about the space, and more about who's in it. Wondering if you ever notice the same. đđ«Would you stay the night if I said Iâm lonely out here?
