the sun was shining on a gorgeous day

breezes blowing

and he’s holding my hand, and they fit; our hands

it’s comfortable, now familiar

like home

we walk, evenly paced, strides matched

leaning into the other

laughing at us, at people

smiling at him, especially when he’s not looking

thinking all the things he worries about

mostly don’t apply

I love him

I’m already welcomed and safe and home

and loved

talk to me

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