The Little Moments

They sat there talking, with a cup of coffee between them. It had not been an easy week, more like the whole year, for either of them. They had found moments of comfort with each other now and then, yet it wasn’t enough to compensate for the rest of time. However, in those moments, nothing really mattered and nothing could really ruin it. The moment wasn’t captured in pictures by a camera but lived endlessly in their memories. No matter how messed up life would get, it couldn’t affect moments like those.


		
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