Lost in thought and sunlight – which one feels better? ✨ The world melts away when you’re this close to finding yourself. A little bit cozy, a whole lot dreamy...and maybe just a hint of gold dust! (...

“There. That was… close.”

Of course, there always is. It usually is. We don’t say much, do we? Just – quiet. Like when the dust settles after everything - all the arguments, all the silences, all the years slipping by without quite knowing if we were meant to be here. This dress feels familiar, doesn’t it? Velvet against skin, so dark it almost swallows light, just like then... that night. The one where he didn't ask too many questions.

The gold shimmered, remembered those sparkles, didn’t we? All the way down your neck. And for a glorious few moments, it felt like only us, like the world hadn’t been tilting ever since.

Now, look at you. A little hesitant, aren’t you? As if you weren’t sure why you agreed to come today. Maybe because you haven’t seen us in ages—or maybe you thought we might have faded away altogether. A little bit scared, perhaps, of acknowledging something that hasn’t fully left.

See, these fingers, curled around ourselves – a habit. Always curling. Tight enough not to break, but tight enough to keep out the cold. Remember the cold? It can get chilly sometimes, being here inside each other, doesn't it? More than a hint of doubt, though, isn’t there? Just a touch more warmth than fear. ”

So, what did you think? Would love it!