Some moments don’t disappear.
They stay — not as clear images, but as a feeling.
Soft, quiet, almost unnoticeable, yet present.
A place, a light, a warmth that remains somewhere within.
You don’t return to them — they return to you.
They stay — not as clear images, but as a feeling.
Soft, quiet, almost unnoticeable, yet present.
A place, a light, a warmth that remains somewhere within.
You don’t return to them — they return to you.