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00:00The city felt like a dream painted in sunlight.
00:03Whitewashed buildings clung to cliffs,
00:05their balconies spilling over with vines and bougainvillea.
00:09The air smelled of salt and citrus.
00:12And somewhere down the hill,
00:14waves kept folding into themselves like whispered secrets.
00:17I came here alone.
00:20That was the point.
00:21After years of constant noise,
00:24deadlines, dinners, polite conversations that meant nothing,
00:27I wanted to hear my own thoughts again.
00:30So I booked the trip, packed light,
00:32and told no one where I was going.
00:34A solo escape, a clean page.
00:37He appeared on the first morning,
00:39standing beside the van that would take a handful of us on a local tour.
00:43He couldn't have been more than 22.
00:46Maybe 23.
00:48Sunlit skin, sharp jaw,
00:50dark hair that fell into his eyes when he smiled.
00:53He wore a black short-sleeved shirt,
00:55the top button undone,
00:57a camera slung across his chest.
00:59Good morning, everyone,
01:01he said, voice low but easy.
01:04I'm your guide for today.
01:06When his gaze reached me, it paused.
01:09Only for a second.
01:10But it was enough to change the air between us.
01:13I gave a polite smile,
01:15the one that keeps people from guessing what you're thinking.
01:18Good morning,
01:19he nodded,
01:20that faint grin never leaving his lips.
01:23You're traveling solo?
01:24Yes.
01:25Brave,
01:26he said,
01:27adjusting the strap of his camera.
01:29Or just tired of company?
01:30I didn't answer.
01:32He laughed softly,
01:33like he already knew.
01:35The van climbed narrow roads that curled along the cliffs.
01:38He spoke about history,
01:39ruins,
01:40traditions.
01:41But every so often,
01:42he'd glance into the rearview mirror,
01:44eyes catching mine.
01:45I told myself it was nothing.
01:48Just curiosity.
01:49Still,
01:49I found myself watching him.
01:51The way sunlight touched his forearms as he gestured.
01:54The casual confidence in his movements.
01:56There was an openness about him.
01:58The kind that comes from not yet being afraid of mistakes.
02:02At one stop,
02:03we walked through an ancient courtyard
02:05where the sea glittered between arches of crumbling stone.
02:09The others wandered ahead,
02:10taking pictures.
02:12I stayed behind,
02:13tracing the pattern of light on the marble floor.
02:15You like quiet places,
02:17he said,
02:18suddenly beside me.
02:19I like places that don't need words,
02:22I replied.
02:23He smiled,
02:24leaning on the stone rail beside me.
02:26Most people come here for the photos.
02:29I came here to remember how sunlight feels.
02:33Something flickered in his expression.
02:35A recognition,
02:36maybe.
02:38Then I think you chose the right city.
02:40For a moment,
02:41neither of us moved.
02:43The breeze lifted my hair.
02:45His hand brushed against mine on the rail.
02:47Barely.
02:48Accidentally.
02:48But it sent a current through me so sharp it felt like confession.
02:53At lunch,
02:55the group spread out over a terrace overlooking the sea.
02:58He sat across from me,
03:00the sun caught in his eyes,
03:01turning them the color of amber.
03:03You remind me of someone,
03:06he said suddenly.
03:07Is that your line for tourists?
03:09He chuckled.
03:10No,
03:10she was my art teacher years ago.
03:13She used to look at things the way you do.
03:15Like she saw more than the rest of us.
03:17I tilted my head.
03:19And what did you do with that kind of attention?
03:22He smiled slowly.
03:24Tried to deserve it.
03:25The words shouldn't have meant anything.
03:27But something in the way he said them,
03:29quiet,
03:30sincere,
03:31with no need to prove himself,
03:33unraveled me just a little.
03:35I looked away,
03:36out toward the horizon.
03:38You're too young to say things like that.
03:41And you're too used to pretending you don't want to hear them,
03:44he said softly.
03:46The table went quiet for me after that.
03:48The sea,
03:49the chatter,
03:50the hum of conversation.
03:52All of it faded under the weight of the moment that passed between us.
03:57By late afternoon,
03:58the group dispersed into small streets for free time.
04:02He offered to show me a hidden spot near the cliffs.
04:05Just ten minutes worth the walk.
04:07I hesitated,
04:08then nodded.
04:10We walked through narrow lanes where laundry fluttered above us,
04:13and the scent of coffee drifted from open windows.
04:17The sunlight slid across his shoulders,
04:19glinting against the lens of his camera.
04:22At the cliff's edge,
04:24the world seemed made of light.
04:26Below us the sea shimmered endlessly.
04:28He stepped ahead,
04:30framed by sky and ocean,
04:31and turned toward me with that half-smile again.
04:34See?
04:35He said.
04:36Worth it.
04:37It is,
04:38I admitted.
04:40Most people don't come here alone,
04:42he added.
04:42I like being unseen.
04:45He studied me for a long moment.
04:48You're not unseen,
04:48I exhaled,
04:49slow.
04:50You don't know me,
04:51he took a step closer.
04:53I know what it looks like when someone's trying not to feel something.
04:56The silence that followed was unbearable in the best way.
05:00Stretched,
05:01trembling,
05:02full of everything we weren't saying.
05:04I could feel the warmth of him,
05:06the steadiness in his breath.
05:09I should have stepped back.
05:10I didn't.
05:11You shouldn't talk like that,
05:13I said finally.
05:15He smiled,
05:16almost apologetic.
05:17I know,
05:18but I'm not good at pretending.
05:21The drive back to the hotel was quiet.
05:24The others were dozing off,
05:25the road shimmering ahead in golden light.
05:28I watched the coastline pass by,
05:30endless,
05:31glowing,
05:31unreal.
05:33He caught my gaze in the mirror again.
05:35This time,
05:36he didn't look away.
05:38By the time we reached the hotel,
05:40the sun had lowered,
05:41soft and amber,
05:43turning the air honey-thick.
05:45He opened the van door,
05:47holding out his hand to help me down.
05:49I could have ignored it,
05:50but I didn't.
05:51His fingers brushed mine,
05:53warm,
05:54steady,
05:55unhurried.
05:56The touch lasted a heartbeat too long.
05:59Thank you,
06:00I said.
06:01For the tour?
06:02For the reminder,
06:03I replied.
06:04He tilted his head,
06:05curious.
06:06Of what?
06:07That I'm still capable of being surprised.
06:10His smile faded into something quieter.
06:13Then maybe my job's done.
06:15I turned to go,
06:16but before I stepped inside,
06:17I glanced back.
06:19He was watching me.
06:21Not with the look of a boy flirting with an older woman,
06:24but with the kind of focus that saw straight through the walls I'd built.
06:28Something in me shifted then.
06:30Something I didn't have a name for.
06:33That night I couldn't sleep.
06:35The air was warm,
06:37the shutters half open,
06:38the sea visible in the distance.
06:40I replayed his words,
06:42his tone,
06:43the way he looked at me when he said,
06:44you're not unseen.
06:46Maybe I came here to disappear,
06:48but it seemed the universe had other plans.
06:51When I finally drifted off,
06:53I dreamed of sunlight and salt water,
06:55of standing at the edge of something beautiful and dangerous,
06:58waiting to see which one of us would step closer first.
07:03The next morning,
07:05the sea looked calmer,
07:06the light softer.
07:08But inside me,
07:09something restless had begun to stir.
07:12I told myself it was nothing,
07:14that yesterday's tension was just the product of too much sun and too little sleep.
07:18I put on my sunglasses,
07:20tied my hair back,
07:21and reminded myself that I wasn't here for anyone else.
07:24Then,
07:25when I stepped into the hotel courtyard,
07:28he was already there.
07:30Leaning against the stone wall,
07:32black shirt open at the collar,
07:34camera resting against his chest,
07:36he was looking at the fountain,
07:37but turned the instant he heard my footsteps,
07:40as if he'd been waiting.
07:42Morning,
07:43he said,
07:44voice casual,
07:45but his eyes carried that same flicker from yesterday.
07:48Are you following me?
07:50I asked lightly.
07:51Maybe,
07:52he said,
07:52smiling.
07:53Or maybe fate's just punctual.
07:55I should have laughed.
07:56Instead,
07:57I found myself studying him.
07:59The sunlight caught on his lashes.
08:01The easy confidence in his stance.
08:04He looked like a man who didn't yet know what he could break,
08:06just by meaning what he said.
08:09I was about to grab coffee,
08:11he continued.
08:12You want to join?
08:13My treat.
08:13Tour guides make excellent company before 9 a.m.
08:16I hesitated.
08:18The smart answer was no.
08:20The curious one was maybe I said all right.
08:22One coffee.
08:23We sat outside a small cafe
08:24tucked between alleys of whitewashed stone.
08:27The air smelled like espresso and orange blossoms.
08:29He ordered in the local language,
08:31his voice smooth,
08:32quick,
08:33confident.
08:35When the waitress left,
08:36he leaned back and looked at me.
08:38So,
08:38he said,
08:39what does someone like you run from?
08:42I smiled faintly.
08:43Who says I'm running?
08:44People don't travel alone unless they're leaving something behind.
08:48I let the silence stretch.
08:50Then,
08:51softly,
08:52maybe I'm just tired of being predictable.
08:55His gaze didn't waver.
08:56You don't strike me as predictable.
08:58Then you don't know me,
09:00he leaned forward.
09:01Maybe not.
09:03But I'd like to.
09:04The words weren't reckless.
09:05They were deliberate.
09:07His tone didn't chase.
09:08It waited.
09:09That made it worse.
09:10I stared at the coffee between us,
09:13steam curling into the morning light.
09:16You're very direct,
09:17he smiled,
09:18only when something matters.
09:20When I looked up,
09:22his hand was resting on the table,
09:24close to mine.
09:25Not touching,
09:26not yet,
09:27but the distance between us
09:28was becoming its own kind of confession.
09:32Later that day,
09:33the group toured the hillside villages.
09:36He spoke to everyone,
09:37smiled,
09:38kept his role,
09:38but I felt his attention on me,
09:41like sunlight that refused to fade.
09:44Every time he passed near me,
09:45my breath caught in a way
09:46I couldn't control.
09:48In one narrow street
09:49lined with mosaic tiles,
09:51I stopped to photograph the view.
09:53He came up beside me,
09:55close enough that I could feel
09:56the heat radiating off him.
09:58Do you see the pattern?
09:59He asked,
10:00pointing at the tiles.
10:01Which one?
10:02The same design repeats
10:03all along this wall,
10:04he said quietly.
10:06But each piece is a little different.
10:08The imperfection makes it alive.
10:11I turned toward him,
10:12suddenly aware of how close we were,
10:15how the world seemed
10:15to hold its breath around us.
10:18Maybe that's what you are,
10:20he murmured,
10:21something that doesn't need
10:22to be perfect to be unforgettable.
10:24It was too much,
10:26too honest.
10:27I took a small step back,
10:29forcing a laugh.
10:30You really should save those lines
10:31for someone your age,
10:32he smiled,
10:33slow and knowing.
10:34I wasn't thinking about age.
10:37That night,
10:38there was a group dinner
10:39on the terrace
10:40of a small coastal inn.
10:42Lanterns swung in the warm wind.
10:44The sea below shimmered gold
10:45under the late light.
10:47I told myself I'd leave early,
10:49stay invisible.
10:50But when I arrived,
10:52he was there again,
10:54leaning against the railing,
10:56the undone collar of his black shirt
10:57brushing his throat.
10:59He looked up,
11:00and something unspoken
11:01passed between us,
11:02as if the whole day
11:04had been leading here.
11:06He poured me a glass of wine.
11:08I'm glad you came.
11:10I wasn't sure I should.
11:12Then I'm glad you ignored yourself.
11:14I laughed softly.
11:16That's dangerous advice.
11:18I trust your instincts
11:19more than your rules,
11:20he said.
11:21We talked,
11:22not about travel,
11:23or work,
11:24or life back home,
11:25but about everything
11:26that sits between the lines.
11:29Fear,
11:30freedom,
11:30the ache of wanting more
11:32than what's safe.
11:33He listened the way
11:33people rarely do,
11:35completely,
11:36without waiting to speak.
11:39When the dinner ended,
11:41the others drifted off
11:42toward taxis.
11:43The air was thick
11:44with salt and sound.
11:46He lingered beside me,
11:48fingers resting on the railing
11:49just inches from mine.
11:51You look like someone
11:52who's about to disappear again,
11:54he said.
11:56Old habits,
11:57I replied.
11:58What if,
11:59just for once you didn't?
12:00I turned to him.
12:02You don't know
12:02what you're asking.
12:03I do,
12:04he said quietly.
12:06To stay,
12:07even if it scares you.
12:09We walked down to the beach,
12:11a narrow strip of pale sand
12:12hidden beneath the cliffs.
12:14The tide was low,
12:16the air warm,
12:17the world washed in amber light.
12:19I took off my shoes,
12:21let the surf brush my feet.
12:23He stood beside me,
12:25silent for a moment,
12:26then said,
12:27You know,
12:28I wasn't supposed to be
12:29guiding this tour.
12:31I looked at him.
12:32No?
12:33I was about to leave this job,
12:35move to another city,
12:36but I said yes to this last one.
12:38And why did you stay?
12:39He smiled,
12:40small,
12:41hesitant,
12:42almost shy.
12:43I don't know yet.
12:44Maybe I do now.
12:46The sound of waves
12:47filled the space between us.
12:48My pulse felt too loud.
12:50Don't say things like that,
12:51I whispered.
12:53Why not?
12:54Because I might start believing them.
12:56He stepped closer.
12:58The wind lifted his hair,
12:59the sunlight gilded his skin,
13:01his hand brushed mine.
13:03Intentional this time.
13:05His fingers tracing a line
13:06that left my breath
13:06caught in my throat.
13:08I don't want to cross any lines,
13:11he said.
13:12His voice low.
13:13You already did,
13:14I murmured.
13:15And I didn't move away.
13:16We didn't kiss.
13:17Not yet.
13:18But everything about the moment
13:19felt like one.
13:20The nearness,
13:21the silence,
13:23the way the world seemed to narrow
13:24until it was just him and me
13:26and the light between us.
13:29He reached up,
13:31gently tucking a loose strand of hair
13:33behind my ear.
13:34His fingers lingered there,
13:36tracing the edge of my jaw,
13:38a gesture so tender
13:39it unraveled the last of my composure.
13:42I looked up at him.
13:44You don't understand
13:45what this means for me.
13:46He held my gaze.
13:47Maybe it means you're still alive.
13:51Something in me broke then,
13:52softly,
13:53quietly,
13:54beautifully.
13:56The years I'd spent in control,
13:58holding everything too tightly,
14:00began to loosen.
14:01We walked back up the path in silence.
14:04Both of us changed in ways
14:05neither could name.
14:07At the top,
14:09the van waited for the others.
14:11The world had gone gold
14:12with the setting sun.
14:13Before I stepped in,
14:14he turned to me.
14:16Tomorrow's your last day,
14:17isn't it?
14:18Yes.
14:19He hesitated,
14:19then said,
14:20Then let me show you something
14:22before you go.
14:23A place tourists never see.
14:24Why?
14:25Because some things should end
14:26with a secret,
14:27he said.
14:29I didn't answer.
14:30But when he smiled,
14:31I knew I'd already agreed.
14:33That night,
14:34I stood on my balcony,
14:35the city glowing below,
14:37his voice echoing in my head.
14:39Some things should end
14:40with a secret.
14:41But what if it wasn't the end?
14:43For the first time in years,
14:44I didn't feel like a woman
14:45escaping her life.
14:47I felt like someone
14:48on the verge of beginning again.
14:50Terrified.
14:51Drawn.
14:52Alive.
14:53And I knew that when tomorrow came,
14:55I wouldn't just be a tourist anymore.
14:58I'd be standing on the edge
14:59of something I'd sworn
15:00I'd never feel again.
15:02And this time,
15:03I wouldn't run.
15:07The morning light spread
15:08through my hotel room
15:09like it knew a secret.
15:10Golden, warm,
15:12impossibly alive.
15:13It fell across the bed,
15:14the floor,
15:15my open suitcase.
15:17A reminder that today
15:18was meant to be
15:19my last day here.
15:21But leaving no longer
15:22felt simple.
15:23When I looked out the window,
15:25the sea shimmered,
15:27endless and indifferent.
15:28Somewhere down in the courtyard,
15:30I heard his voice.
15:32That low,
15:33unhurried rhythm
15:33that had already
15:34become too familiar.
15:36He was waiting.
15:37I should have stayed inside,
15:41packed my things,
15:42closed the door
15:42on whatever this was.
15:44But the pull was
15:44stronger than reason,
15:46the kind that doesn't
15:47ask for permission.
15:48I went down.
15:50He stood near the fountain,
15:52the same black shirt,
15:53the collar still undone.
15:55Sunlight kissed his skin,
15:57making him look both
15:58too young and too sure.
16:00When he saw me,
16:02his smile softened.
16:03Not the charming one
16:04he gave everyone else,
16:06but something quieter.
16:08You came,
16:10he said.
16:11I said I would.
16:13He nodded toward
16:14the narrow road
16:15leading out of town.
16:17Ready to see
16:17the secret place?
16:18I don't even know
16:19where we're going.
16:21That's what makes it good,
16:23he said,
16:23handing me a bottle of water.
16:26Trust me,
16:27the path wound uphill,
16:29through olive trees
16:29and wildflowers.
16:31The scent of time
16:32lingered in the heat,
16:33and the sea stretched
16:34out behind us,
16:36bright enough
16:36to hurt the eyes.
16:38He walked slightly ahead,
16:40glancing back now and then
16:41to make sure
16:42I was still there.
16:43The trail was steep,
16:45but I didn't mind.
16:47It felt like the world
16:48had narrowed
16:49to just footsteps
16:49and sunlight.
16:52When we reached the top,
16:54the view stopped me cold.
16:56Below us lay
16:57the entire city,
16:59white buildings
16:59clinging to the cliffs,
17:01the sea blazing
17:02with light.
17:03The wind tugged
17:04at my hair,
17:05carrying salt
17:06and the faint scent
17:07of citrus.
17:09This is where I come
17:10when I need to think,
17:11he said quietly,
17:13when I want to remember
17:13why I stayed.
17:15I turned to him.
17:16And do you remember?
17:17He nodded slowly.
17:19I do now.
17:21The space between us pulsed,
17:23full of everything unsaid.
17:24I tried to hold on
17:25to distance,
17:26to reason,
17:27to all the lines
17:28I'd drawn so carefully.
17:29But he stepped closer,
17:32eyes steady,
17:33unafraid.
17:34You don't have to say anything,
17:36he murmured.
17:37I just wanted you to see it.
17:39I swallowed hard.
17:41Why me?
17:41He smiled faintly.
17:43Because you look at things
17:44like they matter,
17:45like they could disappear
17:46any second.
17:47I think that's why
17:48I can't stop looking at you.
17:50The confession landed softly,
17:52but stayed,
17:53sinking under my skin.
17:55For a long moment,
17:56we stood in silence.
17:58The only sound
17:59was the wind
17:59and the faint hum
18:00of the city below.
18:02Then he reached for my hand,
18:03not boldly,
18:05not to claim,
18:06but to anchor.
18:08His fingers slid against mine,
18:10warm,
18:11certain,
18:12trembling just enough
18:13to tell me
18:13he was human after all.
18:16You know this can't last,
18:18I whispered.
18:19He nodded.
18:21I know,
18:22but does that mean
18:23it isn't real?
18:24The honesty in his voice
18:25undid me.
18:26It was the kind of question
18:27I'd spent my life avoiding,
18:29the kind that leaves
18:30no safe answer.
18:33Later,
18:33we sat on the rocks,
18:34our legs brushing,
18:36watching the waves
18:36crash far below.
18:38He told me about
18:39his childhood in the city,
18:41how he used to sneak up here
18:42as a boy,
18:43how he almost left
18:44after his father died,
18:46how guiding tours
18:47was supposed to be temporary.
18:49I kept waiting
18:50for something
18:50to make sense,
18:52he said,
18:52and then you showed up.
18:54I turned to him,
18:56startled by the simplicity
18:57of it.
18:58You don't even know me,
19:00he met my eyes.
19:01Maybe not,
19:02but I know how it feels
19:03when something
19:04finally fits.
19:06For a moment,
19:06I didn't breathe.
19:07The world had become
19:08too bright,
19:09too alive.
19:11I wanted to tell him
19:12that life would take us
19:13in different directions,
19:15that I wasn't meant to stay,
19:16that he deserved someone
19:18untouched by years
19:19and caution.
19:20But the truth pressed
19:21against my ribs
19:22until it hurt.
19:23I didn't want to leave either.
19:25Instead,
19:26I said quietly,
19:28You'll forget me.
19:30He shook his head.
19:32No,
19:33you're the reason I stayed.
19:35The words lingered
19:36long after he said them.
19:38When we walked back to town,
19:39the air felt heavier,
19:41charged.
19:42Every brush of his arm
19:43against mine
19:44was a spark.
19:45Every glance became
19:46a memory forming
19:46in real time.
19:48At the hotel,
19:49he stopped me
19:49at the entrance.
19:51When do you leave?
19:52Tomorrow morning,
19:53he hesitated.
19:54Then let me walk you
19:55to the station.
19:56I smiled faintly.
19:58You really think
19:58that's a good idea?
19:59He grinned.
20:01No,
20:01but I'm not pretending anymore.
20:03I didn't answer.
20:04I couldn't.
20:06Because if I did,
20:07I might have asked him
20:08not to let go.
20:10That night,
20:10I couldn't pack.
20:11My suitcase lay open
20:12on the bed,
20:13untouched.
20:14The air smelled of salt
20:15and warm stone.
20:16I went out onto the balcony.
20:18The city below,
20:19still glowing gold,
20:21the moon hanging pale
20:22above the sea.
20:23I heard footsteps
20:24in the alley.
20:26Then a voice.
20:27Couldn't sleep either?
20:28He was down there,
20:30leaning against the wall,
20:31looking up at me
20:32like something inevitable.
20:33I laughed softly.
20:35You shouldn't be here.
20:37Neither should you,
20:38he said.
20:39But here we are.
20:40I came down.
20:42The streets were empty,
20:43the lamps spilling warm light
20:45across the cobblestones.
20:46He walked beside me,
20:48hands in his pockets,
20:49quiet.
20:50The city felt like it belonged to us.
20:52Timeless,
20:53suspended.
20:55We stopped at the small plaza
20:57where we'd first met.
20:58The fountain shimmered.
20:59I don't know what happens
21:01after this,
21:02I said.
21:03Maybe nothing,
21:04he replied.
21:05Or maybe this is enough,
21:06is it?
21:07He looked at me,
21:09sunlight memory
21:09still in his eyes.
21:11It's the first time
21:12something's felt right.
21:14He reached out,
21:16fingers brushing my cheek.
21:18Slow,
21:19reverent,
21:20almost hesitant.
21:21I closed my eyes.
21:24The world tilted.
21:24For one breathless moment,
21:26there was no age,
21:27no judgment,
21:28no reason.
21:29Only warmth,
21:30and the dizzying realization
21:32that I hadn't felt this alive
21:33in years.
21:35He whispered.
21:36You make me want to stay.
21:38And finally,
21:39I stopped running.
21:40The next morning,
21:42I stood at the train platform,
21:44sunlight glinting off the rails.
21:46My suitcase felt heavier
21:47than it should.
21:49He was there,
21:50waiting at the edge of the crowd,
21:51hands in his pockets,
21:53hair tousled by the wind.
21:55When I walked over,
21:57neither of us spoke
21:58for a long time.
22:00Words seem too small.
22:01This isn't goodbye,
22:03he said softly.
22:04No,
22:05I agreed.
22:06It's just the part
22:07where we see what survives.
22:09He smiled,
22:10that quiet,
22:11knowing smile.
22:12You'll come back.
22:13Maybe,
22:14I said.
22:15Or maybe you'll find me first.
22:17He reached out,
22:19took my hand,
22:20just once,
22:21one last time,
22:22and pressed it gently
22:24against his heart.
22:25Then I'll know where to start,
22:27the whistle sounded.
22:29The moment stretched,
22:30fragile and perfect.
22:32I boarded,
22:33turned to the window,
22:35and watched as he stepped back,
22:37sunlight wrapping around him
22:38like it belonged there.
22:40He didn't wave.
22:41He just stood there,
22:43eyes on mine,
22:44until the train pulled away.
22:45And for the first time
22:47in a very long time,
22:49I didn't feel like
22:49I was leaving something behind.
22:51I felt like I was
22:53heading toward something,
22:54something alive,
22:55unfinished,
22:57waiting.
22:59Months later,
23:00back home,
23:01I received a postcard.
23:03No return address.
23:05Just a single photograph.
23:07The cliffside,
23:08the sea below,
23:09the same impossible light.
23:10And on the back,
23:12his handwriting.
23:13I stayed.
23:14But it feels like
23:16you're still here.
23:17I smiled,
23:19tracing the words
23:20with my thumb.
23:21Outside,
23:21sunlight poured
23:22through my window,
23:23soft and golden,
23:25the same light,
23:26thousands of miles away.
23:28For once,
23:29I didn't push
23:30the feeling away.
23:32Maybe love wasn't
23:33about staying or leaving,
23:34about right or wrong.
23:36Maybe it was about
23:37recognizing the rare people
23:38who wake something in you
23:39you thought had died.
23:41And maybe,
23:42I thought some places
23:43and some people
23:44never really let you go.
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23:47feel something,
23:48leave a comment.
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23:50stayed with you.
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23:52it was written for you.
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