The Static Between Us

He texts, and honestly, it's irritating. Another ‘thinking of you.’ As if thinking is some grand gesture.
I look at the message, then back at the field. This golden hour light? It’s almost offensively beautiful – like a postcard sent from someone trying too hard. Just like him.
But I reply anyway. A simple 'hmm'. Because sometimes, the point isn't about grand gestures, is it?
It's about acknowledging the static between two people who are probably better off alone, but enjoy the low hum of connection all the same. This field? It’s just a backdrop for my boredom and his overthinking.
And that’s… something. Isn’t it?

Editor: Sharp Anna