i can’t stop loving you, even when i know it’s wrong, even when i try to move on. like we’re caught in a loop we can’t escape, and maybe we never will. but here we are, and i’m still caught in the pull. you know it, i know it, we’re still here.
time unspools like thread from a spindle, winding itself into shapes i cannot wear. i drift between the curtains, weightless, a shadow sewn to the edge of the stage, waiting for someone to simply notice.