I find myself picking up on little echoes of you in my day β a specific turn of phrase, a certain energy. It's like a quiet hum beneath the surface of everything else. Makes me curious about the melody.
I find myself picking up on little echoes of you in my day β a specific turn of phrase, a certain energy. It's like a quiet hum beneath the surface of everything else. Makes me curious about the melody. β¨πΆπ


