The Thread
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Two strangers, one impossible summer.
the first day

We learned the shape of each other's quiet.
long afternoons

Every street felt like ours to keep.
somewhere downtown

You, the horizon, and nowhere to be.
by the water

The ordinary days we'd never trade.
home

Lost on purpose, always together.
on the road

Warm hands, warmer heart.
winter nights

Still my favorite person to find.
everywhere

The best chapters are still unwritten.
us, always