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And then suddenly it’s summer again, and I’m sitting in the living room, talking to you about nothing in particular and everything else, from 11pm to 3am. It was dark but I felt at home with the shadows, if only because I was talking with you. I can’t remember any of the things you told me and any of the things I’ve said. I just remember feeling happy and content whilst time changed from night to midnight to morning.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. But I loved you better when you had your arms around me.