You leaned forward and rested your forehead on my left shoulder. We were one step away, but I didn't think I have the courage, anyway. You were still annoyed about the call, you pulled back up, and said something to me again. I didn't catch what you said, but I remember your expression. A mix of nervousness and exhaustion. And then that little moment ended.
I felt happy, in an extremely sad way. Because I know deep down, these little moments are all that I probably will ever get.