Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect cozy knit - feeling like this every day should feel like this! A little bit of peace, a lot of style…and maybe just a hint of autumn nostalgia. Don’t mind ...

“There.” That’s what he said to say, didn’t it? ‘Just relax.’ Like it was so simple. As if there hadn't been the last few years, then, had there? A little bit of dust to brush off, a glass always half empty. These silks aren’t exactly cheap, after all. This dress – Yves Saint Laurent, naturally. Not a threadbare thing, not when it’s your favorite. Do you remember? The scent of sandalwood and rain during those summer evenings… He doesn’t mention them much anymore, does he? Just a flicker in his eye sometimes, when he thinks no one’s watching.

We haven't spoken for three weeks. Which isn’t terribly unusual, really. It hasn't felt entirely necessary lately, has it? Too many silences to bear, too many comfortable certainties to admit. This angle's nice, though. Back to the wall, but not quite away. We both know about the wine spilled yesterday afternoon, of course. Didn’t notice until later, did you? Or maybe you did.

You're staring, aren’, you? Maybe. Probably just curious. Let us be. It’s rather dull without him, mostly. Still, you look familiar... Almost like you used to recognize this tiredness, this quiet acceptance. It’s good, isn't it? To see ourselves reflected back. Perhaps even better than a memory. Now, don’t stand there thinking about it too hard. Just look. And try not to blink."

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