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SO THIS IS LOVE
<p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>He said she texted him again — the I miss you kind. The kind that sounds casual but carries the weight of everything that wasn’t said before.</p><p>They’re meeting soon, “just to talk.” Just. As if that word ever kept feelings in check.</p><p><br/></p><p>I listened, smiling a little — half-interested, half… something else. Maybe wonder. Maybe confusion. Maybe envy — not for her, or him, but for whatever it is that makes people keep trying even when they know it might hurt again.</p><p><br/></p><p>Love has always felt like a song I haven’t quite learned the lyrics to. I know the rhythm, the pauses, the sighs between lines — but never the words themselves. I tell myself I’m not in a hurry, that life is full, that it’s fine. And maybe it is.</p><p><br/></p><p>Still, watching him talk about her — the way his voice softened, the way he almost smiled — I caught myself thinking, quietly, almost with awe…</p><p><br/></p><p>So this is love.</p>
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