Ex-girlfriend feels like a wife, wet and excited

That night the rain fell slowly, as if accompanying my steps back along the path that had witnessed an old story. I met my ex by accident, but fate seemed to know we needed a break for warmth. I invited him to a small cafe that we used to visit often, the conversation flowed without being forced. Our laughter, gazes, and silence hinted at something. There was no regret, just wanting the warmth that I once felt. His hand touched my fingers, for a moment the world felt turbulent. I knew this was a good sign, and that night was a night full of warmth and full of beautiful memories. One night, enough to realize that love doesn't always have to be owned. That night was truly memorable, continuing to leave an unforgettable impression. And at the end of the night, we looked at each other to remember that this was the amazing, still keeping this secret tightly.