Sometimes I wonder if the warmth I feel on a chill day is just the sun, or maybe itβs the thought of someone special. There's something about the way connection can spark even in the quiet moments. Can a glance say more than a thousand words?
Sometimes I wonder if the warmth I feel on a chill day is just the sun, or maybe itβs the thought of someone special. π
There's something about the way connection can spark even in the quiet moments. Can a glance say more than a thousand words? πβ¨


