
She’s looking at his smile, still smiling slightly herself, similar smiles, almost as if her smile is his, and you have to wonder (you don’t, but I do) whether every smile is born from another’s, and there’s only ever been one big smile.⠀
She’s looking at his smile, still smiling slightly herself, similar smiles, almost as if her smile is his, and you have to wonder (you don’t, but I do) whether every smile is born from another’s, and there’s only ever been one big smile.⠀