She knew exactly what he meant when he said that he felt grounded.
It was that sense of escape from the daily grind, from the onslaught of the noise in your head and the responsibilities that handcuffed you in claustrophobic spaces.
After all this time, like the little town, she was still his refuge, the one he thought of when he had thoughts to spare. She alone understood his unspoken words.
They were her words too.
Though miles apart, she felt his longing.
She understood how to make him smile again.
That little town, stood as proxy for her heart.