Sometimes I catch myself smiling at random moments, wondering if anyone else sees the world the way I do. There's a language in the little things—like the way someone’s laughter can linger in the air or how a shared glance can feel so electric. Tonight, I’ll be looking for that spark in the stars.would you finish on my face?
Sometimes I catch myself smiling at random moments, wondering if anyone else sees the world the way I do. There's a language in the little things—like the way someone’s laughter can linger in the air or how a shared glance can feel so electric. 🌌✨ Tonight, I’ll be looking for that spark in the stars.would you finish on my face?


