We skipped the concert again.
Blamed the heat.
But letβs be real β it was never about the show.
Just a reason to be somewhere we didnβt need to be.
I showed up at your door a little hungry.
You gave me snacks and silence.
The good kind.
The kind that settles between two people
who arenβt trying to impress each other anymore.
We sat on the rug.
No couch.
Just the fβ¦
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