There's a quiet hum you leave in the air, long after you've moved on. It’s not just a memory of a face, but a subtle shift in the room's energy, or a thought that just… blooms. It makes me wonder. Can I serve this to you every morning?
There's a quiet hum you leave in the air, long after you've moved on. It’s not just a memory of a face, but a subtle shift in the room's energy, or a thought that just… blooms. It makes me wonder. 💭✨Can I serve this to you every morning?
