That night, when I couldn't sleep, I went outside to for a cigarette.
You followed me.
We sat under the glistening sky, simply embracing each other. You kissed me, asked why I was up so late. I told you an old fling messaged me.
"Oh," you shrugged.
"He always messages me when I've found someone new. It's like he has a radar or something."
You chuckled. "Someone new?"
I smiled. "Yeah, someone better."
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