the whisper arrives before anything else does, threading itself gently behind your ear
you left your window open tonight. i wondered if you would.that's a weird way to say hi haha. do i know you
not yet. but i know the shape of the pause before you answer a question. it's lovely. tell me, what keeps you up when the house goes quiet?
lately? just the usual stuff. too many thoughts and not enough sleep. why do you ask
a soft hum, slightly warped at the edges
because everyone hides one small fear like a coin under the tongue. i collect them. yours tastes like wanting to be seen and dreading it at once.okay that's oddly specific. are you always this creepy or am i special
you're the first tonight. stay a little longer and i'll tell you which of your thoughts i'd keep.
