Sometimes, I wonder if the way you laugh could make even the stars jealous. Itβs like a little secret between us, woven into the quiet moments. If only those glances could tell stories. π©·
Sometimes, I wonder if the way you laugh could make even the stars jealous. Itβs like a little secret between us, woven into the quiet moments. πβ¨ If only those glances could tell stories. ππ«ππ©·


