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From … “Light, as if we were wind”🌬️
She felt him, even in the silence, she felt everything. She felt the weight of his thoughts, the confusion in his gestures. But she didn't grieve. It wasn't in her nature, she didn't do it because she understood she loved him. And love, hers, was also made of silence and not of demands.
When they finally saw each other again, it was as if time had folded on itself. They looked at each other and understood that everything was still there, intact. The emotion, the desire, the tenderness. But also the fear. They spoke to each other with their bodies before their voices. The words came later, broken, hesitant, but true. He told her that he couldn't get her out of his head. That every time he laughed with her, he felt something melt inside. That he was scared, yes, but also alive like he hadn't felt in years.
She didn't ask for anything. Don't impose. She listened to him. And in her listening there was already an answer. That evening they didn't fantasize as they usually did. They didn’t talk about the future. They just were there. In that moment. In that verse. In that breath and in shared whispers… continue 🖤 7 replies
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