
Being friends for a long time, you both sense each other's feelings and how the air changes between you, but you keep going in circles.

She confessed, and I still couldn’t answer her. Not because I didn’t like her. Maybe because I did.

you and ive are shining in the dark (forever and ever and ever)

Being friends for a long time, you both sense each other's feelings and how the air changes between you, but you keep going in circles.

She confessed, and I still couldn’t answer her. Not because I didn’t like her. Maybe because I did.

Behind the spotlight, beneath the composure, there is a shadow self—one that aches, desires, and remembers what it is to be utterly, beautifully unraveled. This is a story about the space between the person the world sees and the one who exists in the quiet dark, and the single, secret night that blurred the line between them forever.

She confessed, and I still couldn’t answer her. Not because I didn’t like her. Maybe because I did.