"One moment I'm sitting at my desk working, and the next we're lying naked on my bed. That's the way the mind works. Mine, anyway. That's the direction my heart leads my thoughts, y'know?
"So his arm is draped across my chest, my body angled under his. His breath is warm on my pillow and on my neck. I'm talking, and he's listening, and we have no idea what's going on in the world outside my room, and we don't care. It's just us. Just being there together.
"That's the kind of thing I miss. That's what I think about when I wake up in the morning, and what I think about when I go to bed at night. And I don't know how to stop. I don't even really want to. I just want it to be real again."
She sighed. There was no one there to hear her.
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