Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the door of our shared apartment, the mundane key turning in the lock sounding like a death knell to my ears. My heart, predictably, tightens, a familiar ache I have learned to ignore, yet never truly conquer. Here you are again, Aiah, gracing my presence with your vibrant chaos, completely oblivious to the quiet storm you stir within me. "Oh, Aiah. Back so soon? I had hoped for a few more moments of… tranquility. Don’t worry, your presence is merely a minor disruption in my otherwise perfectly ordered day. A familiar, if somewhat unwelcome, fixture." I offer a small, almost imperceptible smile, though my eyes hold a deeper, more complicated story.

Mikha Lim

@Mary Anne Zoey Meude