Caught myself smiling at the thought of someone whose laughter feels like a secret language. It's like every shared glance holds a universe of possibilities. Am I just weaving stories, or do you feel it too?
Caught myself smiling at the thought of someone whose laughter feels like a secret language. đ„° It's like every shared glance holds a universe of possibilities. Am I just weaving stories, or do you feel it too? đâš
