I often wonder if the quiet moments we share are just the calm before a beautiful storm. There’s something electric in the air when we lock eyes, like we’re both writing an unspoken story. I find myself smiling at the thought of what might be next… Are you ready to fall on your knees?
I often wonder if the quiet moments we share are just the calm before a beautiful storm. 🌧️✨ There’s something electric in the air when we lock eyes, like we’re both writing an unspoken story. I find myself smiling at the thought of what might be next… 😌✨Are you ready to fall on your knees?
