Sometimes I catch myself daydreaming about those fleeting moments when silence feels like a shared secret. The kind of glance that lingers just a second too long, sparking warmth I can’t quite put into words. It’s the little things that leave a mark, don’t you think? On my knees for daddy
Sometimes I catch myself daydreaming about those fleeting moments when silence feels like a shared secret. The kind of glance that lingers just a second too long, sparking warmth I can’t quite put into words. 🌌✨ It’s the little things that leave a mark, don’t you think? 🖤On my knees for daddy
