145 Fei-Fei

Two and a half month.

It had passed just like that. I didn't even realize it. That was not a short time and in all that moment, we had never been apart. From as far as I could remember, I had been with him and he had been with me. From a 'good morning' to a 'welcome home'. From 'I'm going' to 'I'm back'. Breakfast and dinner. Lunch as we slipped away. Laughter as we spoke, story as we chilled, silly jokes and small banters as we greet.

We had never asked nor had we doubted. We just lived, as the day turned to night and weekends turned to Monday. We lived. We spoke. And we leaned in each other's arms as though it was a normal thing to do.

Had I thought about anything else?