good morning

When I can’t take a song out of my head,

it’s only because

I imagine singing it to you.

***

You handed me an earphone, half of the pair.

I was confused over what you wanted, so you brushed some of my hair, put a portion behind my ear, and there gently placed the earphone.

My eyes followed the white wire, criss-crossed in the space between us, and a sweet discovery was waiting for me:

the other half rested on your ear.

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