Gemini vs Gemini

This one is inspired by the New York Times tiny love stories segment. If you haven’t read one, check it out – they’re bite sized, heartwarming and so creative!

Essay A

He was staring at the kitchen cupboards, his brow furrowed in that specific, “where is the salt” way. Without looking up from my book, I reached behind the cereal box and handed it to him.

“Thanks,” he murmured, his thumb brushing mine.

“Top shelf, left side, behind the tea for the honey,” I added.

He paused, a small, tired smile breaking through. “You’re reading my mind again.”

“No,” I said, finally looking up with a wink. “I just know your patterns.”

He kissed my temple, and it felt like home.

Essay B

Back from a party, tired but unwilling to end the night, we sit on the balcony. We breathe in the crisp fall air and enjoy the silence. 

“It’s good to be home. I can’t talk to people for too long” he says. 

“But you talk to me all the time” say I. 

“Nah – you’re not ‘people’. You’re a part of me now. So talking to you is like talking to myself” he quips, matter-of-fact. 

And I fall in love all over again.