Not to make corrections. Not to apologize. But just to have fun again.
After all, there are days like that - nothing special, but something clicked in them. Everything coincided: smells, light, music, look, the feeling of the skin, like electricity in the air. The world then moves a little - and you feel it. Something wild, real, alive turns on inside.
Such days are lived with a break. Where time goes differently. Where the morning begins with a spark, and ends with something that you later remember with a half-smile and a slight tremor in your body. Not because it was perfect - but because it was real 🔥
Maybe there was the first kiss. Or someone's hand on your neck. Or just a conversation - but one after which you can no longer fall asleep peacefully. The day where you lose your breath because you live too much.
And if there was a chance to just press the "one more time" button, without consequences and without rewinding, it would definitely be pressed. Without hesitation. Because such moments are worth repeating. They are like hidden levels in a game called "life" 🎮
And here it is, that day. Where everything was clear, bright, bold. Once is not enough. I want an encore.
Tanya💕