Caught in the warmth of a moment, I find myself wondering if you feel it too. There's a spark in the air, like the hush of a first snowfall—quiet yet electrifying. If our paths crossed in a cozy café, I’d steal glances over steaming mugs, savoring the blend of laughter and everything unspoken. Where would you wear this?Where would you wear this?
Caught in the warmth of a moment, I find myself wondering if you feel it too. There's a spark in the air, like the hush of a first snowfall—quiet yet electrifying. If our paths crossed in a cozy café, I’d steal glances over steaming mugs, savoring the blend of laughter and everything unspoken. ☕✨ Where would you wear this?Where would you wear this?
