April 25, 2026
It's late, and I should probably close my eyes by now. But my mind keeps wandering somewhere it probably shouldn't. Somewhere in the direction of you. Not in a loud way, just a quiet little thought that slipped in before bed. I'm already in that soft, honest mood no armor, no games, just me and the dark outside the window
My hair is messy, my skin still remembers the day, and I'm not trying to impress anyone. And yet here I am, wondering if you're thinking about me too. Maybe scrolling, maybe smiling at your screen
Maybe hesitating to type something. Don't overthink it. Just say goodnight. I don't bite before sleep. Usually 😌🌙
