There's something about a shared glance that feels like a secret language only we understand. It’s the way laughter dances in the air, lingering just a bit longer when you’re around. I wonder if you notice the small things too, like how the light catches your smile when you’re lost in thought. perfect ratio anyone?
There's something about a shared glance that feels like a secret language only we understand. It’s the way laughter dances in the air, lingering just a bit longer when you’re around. I wonder if you notice the small things too, like how the light catches your smile when you’re lost in thought. 🌟✨perfect ratio anyone?
