Sometimes I wonder if a simple glance can hold a universe of untold stories. There's a kind of magic in the way our paths cross, like two stars weaving through a shared cosmic dance. Just a thought that makes me smile when I see you.I love spending my morning like this
Sometimes I wonder if a simple glance can hold a universe of untold stories. There's a kind of magic in the way our paths cross, like two stars weaving through a shared cosmic dance. đâš Just a thought that makes me smile when I see you.I love spending my morning like this đ
