Flurries
-She’s wearing the same grey shirt she left your apartment with. You smile. It looks good on her, your grey shirt. More than a bit on the large side, but you want it to look good on her. You want to imagine that there’s a reason it looks good on her, that it’s more than the simple fact that to you, in that moment, and for quite a while now, everything looks good on her. It’s her. Not what she wears, but in that moment, as she walks in wearing your grey shirt, you want to believe that the universe […]