as i parted my lips,
hoping that these words would
reach him safely,
his eyes went from mine,
to somewhere behind me.
and so, i muttered,
"oh."
i watched as his hand went up,
immediately waving at the
figure behind me.
and that's when i realized,
i got the answer to my question.
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butterflies
Short Storyloving someone comes with a lot of butterflies. - short story - fluff & angst start: 220630
