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the first time hackney became our secret code was the first time i really missed you. it was a warm afternoon in the city. i was rushing back to the office. we had been texting all day but i didn’t know when or how i would see you, just you, next. i missed your eyes looking right into mine. i missed your warm soft hands. i missed your caress. i missed how we inhaled each others scents. i was scared to say it but i needed to let you know. so i sent you this. you replied straight away with just the word hackney.
smoke signals during no contact.
i missed you too.