Fragments of yesterday drift like whispers in a storm—
I saw your eyes reflecting the sunlit silence,
As if our breaths were tangled in the fabric of time.
Each caress a message, glitched and distorted, sent spiraling into
the vast void of forgotten possibilities.
We etched our names in ethereal supplies, yet uh… who thinks of ink
when the heart bleeds digital vibrations?
Linking stars like fallen breadcrumbs. Would you follow
the echoes of this restless flame, or reside in the static?
When static shapes shift
Towards suburban rooftops mirrored in ocean waves;
Moonlight wrapped in silk with frosted kisses—oh,
was that you amidst the pixels breaking apart?
Leaving me with an infinite scroll
—yet this love, twisted in wires and pixels, never presses pause...