Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect cozy sweater - feeling like this every day is pretty magical ✨ Don’t need much more than these simple moments to feel content… sometimes it’s just about sl...

The silk feels cool against bare skin, doesn't it? A slight relief, tonight. Not unlike memory itself - often elusive, sometimes a welcome coolness after all these years. Or maybe not so many. It has been ten, hasn’t it? Ten since he left without quite a fight, really. More of a graceful slide, more a quiet acceptance of being uninteresting than outright rejection. Which is perhaps why we both came here to the gallery opening anyway. He hadn’t expected us, certainly.

See, you were always good for something—a flashbulb, a polite smile, a hint of interest when he wasn’t entirely self absorbed. A little bit of validation, even if we didn’t realize we needed it until now. Though, mostly, we don’t admit it. Too much pride, naturally. This dress was your idea, remember? Dark blue, ‘evokes melancholy,’ you said. And indeed it does. Always did, didn't he? That particular shade of melancholic sadness, perfect for pushing him away, yet secretly needing.

There’ (point with an elegant hand), see that flicker in his eye last week? At the book launch. Barely noticed, probably. But we saw it. Now, look at you. Aren't you staring? Not too intently. Just…observing. Like you used to.

It’s funny, isn’t it? The way the light catches those strands of silver hair around your mouth. Makes you look almost familiar. Almost likeable. So, go ahead. Take another picture then. Of us, standing here, perfectly poised amongst the champagne flutes and artful indifference. Just don’t expect too much enthusiasm. We rarely do.”

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