𦀠β... ππ΄ πͺπ΅ π€π’π΄πΆπ’π π―π°πΈ?β β You wonder, drifting through the silence of unsaid things. Love was never supposed to be a half-written story, never meant to exist in the in between, uncertain and unnamed. Yet here you are, caught in the haze of almosts and maybes.
GIF
