Made Easy

Approximately seven months ago, there was an incident.
Five months ago a divorce
Three months ago there was a job offer.
Yesterday was a move.
Today is a fresh start.

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"Do you think you'll ever talk again?"

I shrug.

"Do you want to talk again?"

I shrug again.

He sighs slightly, and I feel a rush of guilt for what seems to be no apparent reason.

"If you wanted to, what would you say to me?" He asks slowly.

I hesitate for a moment. What do I want to tell him? The guy that makes my heart stop when he looks at me, the guy who sends my head spinning when he holds my hand. The guy who I feel most safe within the whole world. I know when I'm with him I'm safe. Nothing like what did happen will happen ever again.

I bury my face into the crook of his neck, then take a deep breath.

Then I softly whisper.

"I love you."