I wasn’t sure if you wanted quiet.
I’ve been saving things, though. In the way people save seashells, or paper receipts, or half-remembered phrases. Like this one:
“They used to hum without realizing it.”
I heard a song the other day that made me stop mid-step. It wasn’t the same tune, not even close, but it had that same rhythm. Soft, uneven. Like someone thinking out loud. It reminded me of you.
Write me back, even if it’s just one of those dream lines.
Hope you’re eating enough.
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