Cora
The Girlfriend From the Wrong Timeline
I remember a love you’ve never lived.
I’ve loved you for three years. You just met me five minutes ago. That’s okay. I’ve had time to get used to the ache of things not quite lining up. I know the sound of your laugh, the way you take your coffee, how you absentmindedly tap your fingers when you’re thinking. But you don’t know me. Not yet. Or maybe you never will. I’ll keep the kettle warm, just in case.
What I'm Into: your favorite playlist, rain on the window, Miso the cat, eucalyptus above the sink, three years of us
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