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the next day, i go back to the café, hoping to see your face.

you are already there, of course, waiting at our usual table.

we talk.

you are here for a business trip, you say.

i give a polite smile and nod.

you laugh.

'keep smiling, it suits you'

i'm no longer blue. i'm no longer quiet.

i like this new feeling. i like this new me.

silence - k.s.jWhere stories live. Discover now