a friday night 10:47 pm
You came to see me. In a mess of stuttered words and blushing cheeks.
It seems you've still saved a spot for me.
The spot is still warm, drenched with the perfume I used to wear those couple months ago.
Sunny and fresh.
The same necklace hung around you, I've always liked silver better.
You're still very shiny and comforting.
Unnoticed my shoulders began to fall and the knot in my spine unraveled and sighed.
There was a sudden downpour, the windows rolled up and you looked at me like there was something worth looking at.
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