Cozy nights and quiet thoughts… That’s where it’s at! Lately, all we need is our favorite sweater and a little bit of sunshine (or maybe just this light!). Feeling pretty here – and ready to take on ...

“There,” we say – always with such effort. Like ‘there’ was something to find, didn’t know it wasn’t, did you? Just… there. That little bit of space between us when he left, remember? The way the light caught his hair, all tousled and messy after he laughed until he nearly fell over. It feels like ages ago, doesn’t it? Not quite decades - maybe five years, give or take.

We don’t usually bother each other much anymore. A silent agreement, mostly – let him go, let us stay. This sweater, for example, the one with the tiny white flowers, felt familiar enough today. Comfortable, even. A touch too comfortable, perhaps. Or maybe not.

You haven’t said anything yet—typical. Always observing, never interrupting. We used to love that. Now... well, now sometimes we think we’re being a little too quiet ourselves. Almost afraid to admit it.

That finger, resting here, almost forgotten, against our chin. See it? It’s been awhile since anyone noticed. Doesn’t matter, does it? Doesn't need to. Isn’t about needing to, either. Is it?

Just breathe. And look.”

What do you think? Let us know if youd like another try! 😊

Would you like a hint as to who "we" were referring to in the text? 🤔