Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a moment we shared, like a quiet secret in a crowded room. The way our laughter intertwines feels like a melody only we can hear. Just a hint of something special lingering in the air. Curious if you feel it too. Busting out
Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a moment we shared, like a quiet secret in a crowded room. The way our laughter intertwines feels like a melody only we can hear. đ¶âš Just a hint of something special lingering in the air. Curious if you feel it too. đđ«Busting out
