Golden hour glowin’ and feeling it! Sometimes all you need is a cozy sweater, a perfect cupa tea (obviously!), and to watch the rain fall outside. A little quiet time for the soul – that feels pretty ...

Here we go then. Another Tuesday evening, not quite so quiet without him anyway. Though “without” feels strong – maybe more like a hesitant presence lately. These boots, for example. The leather’s worn smooth around the heels, familiar, comfortable… except when they aren't. They were his mother’s, weren’t they? She always said something about sturdy soles being essential for life. Perhaps too much emphasis on the ‘soles,’ though, didn’t there? Not enough on the soul itself.

See us here, don't you? A little stiffly posed, perhaps. That hand, tucked into the sleeve - nothing obvious, of course. Just a slight defensiveness, a need to hold ourselves together. It was all rather messy last time, wasn’t it? A glass too many, a carelessly dropped phrase, a laugh that felt less than genuine after...well, everything.

Your eyes are interesting. Specifically, the way they narrow ever so slightly when he mentions the dog. Head over heels for Buster, naturally. We haven’ the seen him in five years, but still. Now, that look – a flicker of resentment, certainly, mixed with a touch of hope, doesn't you think? Like you remember things weren’t entirely bad.

We’re not asking, of course. Never do. More subtle than that. This gaze, then - tired, definitely. And subtly critical of the light tonight. Too harsh, isn’t it? Makes your hair look a bit unruly. Probably because it usually does.

Just breathe. Relax those shoulders, a little. Didn't say anything wrong, did we? It’s been ages since either of us has spoken up. So, yes, really, it’s nice to see you. Isn’t it?”

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