#69

Today John and I spent our afternoon sat near the window staring out at the silver birch. It was a wildly hot summer day and we found solace watching her tiny movements and staring into the dark of her shade. All the while the electric fan whirred away in the background and the feintest of cool breezes now and again washed over us. It was hypnotic. Beautiful. Sometimes I would fall asleep and dream of shapes and sunlight. Things are never as beautiful as when John is besides me. He is like a veneer that covers my eyes and transforms the very way I see the world. In his presence grey turns to green. Just for that he is worth it.

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