Sometimes, beauty feels like a fleeting whisper, like sunlig..
Added 2024-09-07 16:20:04 +0000 UTCSometimes, beauty feels like a fleeting whisper, like sunlight caught in a gentle breeze, brushing against my skin before slipping away. It’s in the delicate curve of a flower’s petal, how it dances in the wind, its fragility reminding me that nothing lasts forever. I wonder, is beauty found in the things we can't hold on to? 🍃🌸
