On what conversations they have everyday...

On normal days, it would start first with whatever memorable happened that day to them, then it would completely shift to old stories related to that event because, well, old men are just like that.

On some days, it’s just complete, comfortable silence, each basking in the other’s warmth, soothing their fatigue not necessarily by kissing, but just enough caresses here and there as if appreciating their present.

Then, on rough days, it would be usually just quiet glances until one or both can’t take the heavy air around them anymore and holds the other, or each other, murmuring their apologies, if not promises of better tomorrow.

And there would be some lovely days wherein they’re just being very clingy, like teenagers who can’t bear to part with each other, as if it’s the first time they have experienced love and another’s touch.