four months and still time folds too easily in your hands, slipping through like golden threads, never enough to love you the way i want to. it’s wild, isn’t it? how the universe conspired, pulling us from different corners of time, weaving our souls together before we even knew what it meant to belong. maybe i’ve loved you long before my lips ever shaped your name.

with you, the world is softer, safer. a place i don’t have to run, don’t have to prove. loving you isn’t a countdown, it’s an unfolding, an arrival. it’s home. i could live a hundred lives, but i’d surrender them all just to stay in this one with you. so here’s to us, to four months of stolen glances, midnight whispers, laughter spilling into the dark. to a love that feels ancient, endless, written in the stars. and if we were made of the same fire, then, baby, we’ll never burn out. happy four months, my own sunshine baby ❤️

look at me, hold me tight, and drown me in your sound.

ganti sesuai vote cf ??

for a while.

You are breathtaking. The way the sunlight catches the depth of your eyes, like liquid gold or the first hues of autumn leaves, leaves me mesmerized. You glance my way, but my gaze is locked on you. How does someone so extraordinary exist? You are flawless in every way. I could lose myself in your presence forever and never tire of the view.