it felt a lot like before.
when we first spoke, almost.
but it wasn’t all the same
there was all that… colour from everything we’d been through and seen
two people who once shared so much
now simply speaking.
but it made me happy all the same
it felt correct and it was exactly what i’d been wanting without being aware of it
it was.
nothing excessive, none of that
no surplus of meaning or emotion
simply happiness
a hope that things aren’t as dead as they’d appeared.
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