

Sometimes I write a post and imagine you reading it in bed
Laying there, phone above your face, maybe wearing something light. Or nothing. You’re not just scrolling — you’re reading. Slowly. You’re catching the pauses, the hints. You feel the space between the words. Maybe you smile. Maybe your fingers tighten just a little. That’s why I write like this — because I know you’re feeling it.
Just promise you won’t turn the light off too fast, okay? 💭📱