shift

Their eyes were closed. Everyone's eyes were closed. Casually, without much thought, his arm draped around her shoulder instead of looping through her arm. Blame it on the textbook she was holding? Sure. She felt the warmth of his gesture, though only in the literal sense.

Two years ago, she would have immediately leaned into the embrace. Her heart would have began to thump, the butterflies in her stomach awaken. She would have savored the moment, wanting it to last.

But it has been two years. Instead of moving in, she stood there, unfazed by his touch, thankful that such was the case. That in some ways, things had changed.



Interesting. Hmmmm