Love Story.He kissed me under a streetlight as if the night belonged to us and the world had no right to interrupt. His hand traced my jaw, slow and certain, and I forgot every rule I ever made for my heart. We walked with tangled fingers and unguarded thoughts, both pretending we weren’t falling too fast. When sunrise came, he whispered, “Don’t disappear.” I didn’t promise. Some loves are made for one night, not forever. Tell me… do you believe in unforgettable mistakes? 💋