Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of someone who gets the little things—like the way the sun filters through the trees just before sunset. It’s the kind of beauty that reminds me how nice it is to share moments with a kindred spirit. waiting for you to come and pet me
Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of someone who gets the little things—like the way the sun filters through the trees just before sunset. It’s the kind of beauty that reminds me how nice it is to share moments with a kindred spirit. 🌅✨waiting for you to come and pet me
