🪨 peach treé
. . . I remember how then your cheeks turned the color of a young peach. it was so beautiful that I wanted to say more and more compliments so that they would always be like that. but my compliments turned out to be nothing. just looking at him made them even more beautiful and bright. why not me?
. . . I remember how then your cheeks turned the color of a young peach. it was so beautiful that I wanted to say more and more compliments so that they would always be like that. but my compliments turned out to be nothing. just looking at him made them even more beautiful and bright. why not me?