Teeny Penny

09/28/2025

09/25/2025

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09/22/2025

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09/17/2025

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09/14/2025

We lay curled up under the blanket, as if it was the only way to stay warm, to shield ourselves from the world. Penny held me tightly, and I could feel his heart beating too fast, almost in sync with mine. He was silent, and I caught fragments of thoughts—sharp, like the chill of autumn air seeping in from the window.
His hand rested gently on my shoulder, lingering there for a moment, as though something held him back.
“Teeny,” he finally spoke, his voice fragile, as if it had only just found the courage to emerge. “I don’t know where we’re going anymore.”
My fingers trembled as I wove them through his. We looked into each other’s eyes, and the entire world seemed to shrink to this single moment, to words we feared but could no longer avoid…💙🤍