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We weren't talking. Not really.
The covers were up tight around my chest.
The rain picked up, the sound suddenly amplified.
I almost whispered, "I love it when it rains while im inside reading."
After a second he said, "It makes me feel more content"
And I thought, exactly, like this is where I'm meant to be.
But i didnt say it.
Those were my thoughts, my feelings.

But I guess they were his too.