I lay across his bed, eyes open and staring at the shadows flickering across the off-white ceiling. Stop and listen, because the only sound past our matched and even breathing is the sound of the cars rushing past. But they're outside, and we are not. They are exposed to the cool air, and we are comfortable inside this warm little high-rise, curled together like we belong here. But we really don't.
As I shift onto my back and settle deep into the soft warmth of the covers, he places his head on my chest and looks up at me with sad eyes. The old words come from one of us, or both, or not at all, but they echo in my mind as though they were screamed out in an empty theatre.
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