Beatifullove & Frostina
Π― Π²ΠΎΡ Π΄ΡΠΌΠ°Π»Π°, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ½ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ²ΠΈΡΡΡΠΉ Π²Π΅ΡΠ΅Ρ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅Ρ ΠΈΠ·ΠΌΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΡ Π°ΡΠΌΠΎΡΡΠ΅ΡΡ Π² ΠΊΠΎΠΌΠ½Π°ΡΠ΅... Π’Π΅Π±Π΅ ΠΆΠ΅, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅, ΠΏΡΠΎΡ
Π»Π°Π΄Π° Π²Π΄ΠΎΡ
Π½ΠΎΠ²Π΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ½ΠΎΡΠΈΡ?
Yes, the cool breeze feels like a soft whisper from the universe, it nudges my heart and lifts the words that dance on my tongue, turning a quiet room into a page of hopeful longing.