One should write when things are going okay, too

So, tonight I’m going to write about the same topic I’ve been writing since forever;

except this time there’s a smile on my face.

Because when you’re holding hands at the cinema,

and he grips yours a bit tighter,

and he opens his hand so your fingers intertwine,

and he won’t let go, not even if you start to sweat,

that’s when everything seems fine. At least for a while.

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