They were just talking. M wanted to put their beef to rest.
So he says.
I believe him. He was upset that I was hurt. He was reassuring me and all that jazz. I felt better.
Then my ex texted me and it all went to shit again.
M thought I was still upset about him and our coworker. He wanted to go out and talk to me one on one but I couldn’t.
I held his hand and looked him straight in the eye. I reassured him that it was okay. Then he smiled that smile that seems like it’s just for me.
That 3 seconds of intimacy was really nice. It was a engulfing type of contentment.
He makes me too happy for something that’s temporary.
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