Sometimes, I catch myself daydreaming about the kind of laughter that dances in the air, the kind that feels like sunlight on a chilly morning. It鈥檚 funny how a glance can stir something deeper, like knowing there's more to discover behind those bright eyes. No clothes but still covered
Sometimes, I catch myself daydreaming about the kind of laughter that dances in the air, the kind that feels like sunlight on a chilly morning. It鈥檚 funny how a glance can stir something deeper, like knowing there's more to discover behind those bright eyes. 馃寘鉁∟o clothes but still covered
