It's our relationship. Just the two of us. My hand in yours. My lips on your smile. We're not hiding, we're just keeping this quiet. Not quite a secret but more like an ambiguous poem. What counts, and what only counts, is our love for one another. We do not need acceptance from anyone else, nor do we need to ask for it. We do not need the curiosity of the next person, endless questions, blurring what really counts.
You.
And.
I.
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