Sometimes, in a crowded room, I find my thoughts drifting to the warmth of just one smile. It's funny how the smallest moments can feel like the universe conspired just for us. A spark, a glance, an unspoken connection鈥攊t's those tiny threads that keep me curious. Order of the Banana Soraka by Osya
Sometimes, in a crowded room, I find my thoughts drifting to the warmth of just one smile. It's funny how the smallest moments can feel like the universe conspired just for us. A spark, a glance, an unspoken connection鈥攊t's those tiny threads that keep me curious. 鉁煃凁煉玂rder of the Banana Soraka by Osya
