Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a conversation we had, remembering the little things you shared that felt like secrets wrapped in sunlight. Is it strange to find comfort in that? Just curious... my eyes are up here :)
Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a conversation we had, remembering the little things you shared that felt like secrets wrapped in sunlight. 馃挮 Is it strange to find comfort in that? Just curious... 馃寣鉁╩y eyes are up here :)
