I stared straight ahead at the wall and it seemed that I had never before felt the him and me like this. The him and the me and the rest of everything. For a moment, I did not feel the distance between us anymore but the distance between us and the street outside, the city beyond it, the world. I thought if we could just stay in this small room for the rest of time. If he could only keep the rest out. If he would only not let go and we stayed like this. Like this.
So I reached for his hand, even though I knew in the morning it would be gone.
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