Watching him, i thought, not for the first time that night, that maybe it should have felt strange to be with him, here, now. and yet it didn't, at all. That was one of the things about the night. Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of just wasn't so much once you passed a certain hour. It was like the dark just evened it all out somehow, have to face the truth that no one could ever look at me like you do, like i'm something worth holding on to. // LK
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