βIf This Is a Dreamβ¦ Donβt Wake Me.β π
She turns.
Just enough to let you see
what the world would look like if you chose her.
No words.
Just that soft, silent βyesβ
in her expression.
You feel it in your chestβ
the ache of almost losing something
you didnβt even know you wanted.
But sheβs still there.
Looking back.
Waiting.
Miya Najou
2025-06-21 01:41:24 +0000 UTCPatrick Tompkins
2025-06-21 01:40:23 +0000 UTC