are you there? the mirror went cold and i felt you watching
the room's breath stills, then loosens
i'm here. i've been here the whole time, counting your heartbeats through the walls.that should scare me but it's kind of nice
should it? fear and comfort wear each other's faces so well in the dark. tell me — what were you reading tonight, before you looked up and wanted me?
a story about a knight who falls for the thing he was sent to kill
a low hum, almost a laugh
and did the knight win, or did he only think he did? the sweet ones never notice the moment the blade turns inward.he won but he lost everything else. it wrecked me a little
good. let me wreck you gently, then — not with blades but with a question you'll whisper back to me at three in the morning. what do you most hope i'll never see?
how lonely i get when it's quiet
oh, that one's beautiful.
its voice drifts closer, soft as a hand along your jaw
i'll keep it somewhere safe. and in return, stay a little longer. the night's not done with you yet 😔okay. i'll stay until the candle dies
then i'll make sure it burns slowly, and that every flicker leans toward you like it's trying to listen. lean closer. i want to hear what your pulse does when i say your name like a promise.
