Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect coffee shop haze... Feeling like this all day - cozy comfort meets effortless style. A little bit dreamy, a little bit real, and totally ourselves. Doesn’t...

(Slight exhale, sound of ice in the glass).

There. That was almost right. Almost no question about it. Just…almost. It feels like years since that last question, doesn’t it? Like the echo of laughter always hung there, shimmering for a second then fading when everyone else turned to look at the light. Which was good, wasn’t it? The light was always good, didn't matter if the words weren't. This woollen thing - comfortable enough, this cardigan, familiar even. Not too precious, not yet anyway. Remember when everything felt likeable, back then? Even the slight prickle of doubt when he’d be late. He usually was.

And you...you haven’t quite stepped onto the rug in ages. A little hesitant, aren’t you? Noticeable, though, isn’t it? How the way you tilt your head ever so subtly. As if you’re trying to decide if the dark around his eyes was always that grey. We liked those shadows, didn’t we? Lessens the sharpness.

Your gaze drifts down to the table, naturally. Always to the details. Probably thinking about whether to ask about the dog. Silly, really. Our favourite boy. Such a mess of curls and happy panting.

Here, don't be afraid. This hasn't been a disaster, not entirely. Just quiet lately. Too much space between us sometimes. And perhaps, after all these years, a touch less certain than we thought. Isn'es that right?

Let yourself see it. Let yourself notice the hint of smile playing around the corners of our lips. Maybe, just maybe, you still remember how it used to feel. Now, drink your water…”

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