Sometimes I wonder if the way our eyes meet is just a fleeting moment, or if it's a spark waiting to ignite something more. It feels like hidden stories linger in the spaces between us. Just me
Sometimes I wonder if the way our eyes meet is just a fleeting moment, or if it's a spark waiting to ignite something more. It feels like hidden stories linger in the spaces between us. 鉁煂孞ust me
