It’s just a kiss. A peck on the lips. Something almost nothing. It’s just two fingers touching. Lightly. Almost imperceptible. It’s just a thought. The same one for both of us. Something that makes us laugh. It’s just a message. Something random. It shows that we are thinking about each other during the day. It’s just the way we are. It’s just love. And it has been for a long time.
reflections of an unquiet mind 