The Salt on Your Skin
I left the city when my heart felt too heavy to carry.
Chlorine Dreams and Cold Coffee
He told me he’d be here by six. It’s now
The Resonance Between Us
I let my fingers linger on the keys, not playing a note—
Chlorophyll Heartbeat
Concrete veins humming below my feet.
I am a ghost in the
Sweetness in a Glitched City
My life is an endless stream of encrypted packets and cold terminal
The Heavy Weight of Quiet Love
I used to think romance was all about the grand gestures—the
Between Two Heartbeats in a Glass Forest
I live in the soft blur between who I am and who
Neon Pulse: The Rhythm of Your Breath
The city hums around me, a blur of neon and noise, but
The Temperature of Silence
I have learned to love the city when it forgets its own
The Silence Between Pages
I have spent three months memorizing the sound of your footsteps on
The Scent of Rain on a Paper Heart
I am a ghost in the machinery of this city, drifting through
The Neon Pulse of a Paper Heart
I am not entirely sure where the city ends and I begin.
