L.A. Weatherly: "Saya tidak bisa memenuhi pandangannya. Aku menatap me...

"Saya tidak bisa memenuhi pandangannya. Aku menatap meja tepat di belakangnya - kekacauan kartu di atasnya, lentera mengeluarkan sinarnya yang tenang. "Ketika kamu memberi saya baju Anda untuk dipakai malam itu, saya bisa merasakan Anda. Saya bisa merasakan esensi Anda." Dunia diam. Kami berdiri hanya beberapa senti dari satu sama lain, tidak menyentuh. Di luar, aku bisa mendengar bisikan samar angin bertiup melalui pepohonan. "Seperti apa rasanya?" dia bertanya dengan suara rendah. "Seperti ... pulang," aku mengakui."

--- L.A. Weatherly

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I couldn't meet his gaze. I stared at the table just behind him--the mess of cards on it, the lantern giving off its quiet glow. "When you gave me your shirt to wear that night, I could feel you. I could feel your essence." The world went still. We were standing only inches from each other, not touching. Outside, I could hear the faint murmur of the wind blowing through the trees. "What did it feel like?" he asked in a low voice. "Like...coming home," I admitted.