Moments that stay

Some evenings feel different not because of what happens, but because of how quietly everything falls into place. The light, the mood, the way a thought lingers just a little longer than usual. I’ve learned to love these small pauses the ones where you don’t have to rush anywhere, don’t have to pretend, don’t have to explain. You just exist confident, calm, and a little mysterious. Maybe beauty isn’t in what others see, but in how you feel when no one’s watching. And if someone happens to notice… maybe it’s meant to be.