i swear i didn’t plan to fall for Paris like this, but here we are. every corner feels like a secret waiting to be kept, and the sunlight too pretty to ignore. it’s giving magic.
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Walking in the rain, 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁-𝗶𝗳𝘀 and memories that won't fade. Some goodbyes aren’t angry—they just hurt. That love wanted to stay, but 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚.
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