A quiet hum in the background of my thoughts after we talk, or even just when you're nearby. It's not just what you say, but the way you listen, the way your eyes seem to hold a whole universe of understanding. Makes me wonder about the things you don't say, the quiet theories you hold. And maybe, just maybe, I feel a little less alone when that quiet hum is there. 💭✨🌌😌My asian boobs are enchanted by your tender look