THE LETTERS YOU WILL NEVER READ 3

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She once asked me what happiness was to me.
I sat next to her on the couch with a bag of crisps and a bottle of wine in my hand. Honestly didn’t know what to answer back then.
In a million year if that’s even possible didn’t expect the same question to pop again.
“What about now?” she asked as I opened and offered the bag of crisps to her and the wine glass.
I gave her a funny look while dipping my hand in it.
“Now……… I…………..do.”
Why is that then?
This, I showed her the chip and ate it.
She let out a laugh and gently shook her head in disbelief.
And …….of course I added, eating another crisp while sipping my wine,
A good shoulder to lean on every once in a while.
But not just any shoulder,
I leaned my head on her shoulder, relaxing for a while,
She did what she does best, finishing my sentences…….
It has to be the shoulder of the one I truly care about

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