Alya & Fox_in_socks
Have you ever watched the sky and felt like it was whispering secrets to you, like each cloud could be a shy poem waiting to be caught in a photo?
The sky’s whispering? Yeah, it’s like a shy poet that only writes haikus in Morse code, and the clouds are the paper that never dries, so you never get a photo, just a very moody Instagram story that never posts.