- You forgot to turn off the kitchen light again.
- So now we have two suns. One outside, one from the lamp.
- Silly.
- Yours.
A pause.
The candle flickers, as if laughing at them.
The tea in the kitchen’s gone cold,
but they don’t mind.
She looks at him - without asking.
He answers - without speaking.
And in this simple, homely minute,
the world grows quieter.
Because everything that matters
has already happened -
in a glance, a breath, a presence.
Just ordinary life.
