Can you see the stories hidden in glances? I wonder if you feel the same pull in quiet moments. Itβs like the space between words holds a secret language just for us. Can you handle what Iβm not saying?
Can you see the stories hidden in glances? π I wonder if you feel the same pull in quiet moments. Itβs like the space between words holds a secret language just for us. β¨π Can you handle what Iβm not saying?


