No one could ever understand how the sky unfolds in hues only my eyes can truly hold.
Unseen and unfelt by others yet profoundly real.
Just like this, when someone calls you beautiful, believe it.
For truest things are often invisible to all except from a heart that knows how to see
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 10:05 AM UTC
No one could ever understand how the sky unfolds in hues only my eyes can truly hold.
Unseen and unfelt by others yet profoundly real.
Just like this, when someone calls you beautiful, believe it.
For truest things are often invisible to all except from a heart that knows how to see
