It’s one thing to see you smile in the daylight, when the world is lit up and everything feels staged for photos. But in the dark? That smile feels like it’s just for me. No one else. No spotlight. No performance.
There’s something about how soft it is, how unguarded. It’s not for show, it’s real. It sneaks up on me, cracks me open in ways I don’t want to admit. Your smile in the dark makes me believe in things I swore I was too cynical for.
It’s dangerous, really. Because every time I see it, I know I’d do almost anything to keep it.
Final Word: Darkness makes your smile feel like a secret I get to keep.
Disclaimer: This is softness, not science. Don’t hold me accountable for your dental bills.
 
				 
												
					 
											 
																	 
																	 
																	