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’s 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’s funny how a glance can stir something deeper, like knowing there's more to discover behind those bright eyes. 🌅✨No clothes but still covered