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If she stays, I won’t take a single second for granted.

I don’t know if she’s made up her mind. I don’t know if she’s packed her bag in her head a dozen times, or if she’s already decided to stay and just hasn’t told me. There’s a difference between wants to stay and will stay , and I’m learning to make room for both possibilities without falling apart. rissa may stay with me

I’ve started noticing the small things differently. The way her coffee mug sits on the counter — not quite next to mine, but closer than it used to be. The extra toothbrush in the bathroom that isn’t a guest anymore. The way she sighs when she walks through the door, like maybe this is the place she’s been trying to get to all day. If she stays, I won’t take a single second for granted

Rissa may stay with me.

But she may also leave. And that “may” is the hardest word in the English language. There’s a difference between wants to stay and

If she stays, I’ll get to learn the sound of her sleep. The version of her that exists after midnight, when the walls come down. The quiet mornings. The arguments about nothing. The making up.

But God, I want her to stay.