I was rubbing my neck, turning away from my computer screen, wishing the paper would just write itself already, when I saw them.
An elderly couple two table down. It stood out to me he had taken the seat next to her, instead of across from her, so that they were closer. Their heads were bent towards each other, words rolling low in their throats. From what I could hear, it was just their plans for the day, but they shared it like a well worn secret.
I couldn't help but notice the young couple directly behind them, sitting in seperate chairs, him on his phone, her in a book. Not touching, or talking, or acknowdleging.
I smiled and decided to believe, even after all these years, the elderly couple still just wanted to be close to each other.