Just a dream, your voice still floats in the hush between two heartbeats
neon rain rewinds the night, we chase the ghost of every almost
your fingers print the dark like ink on unwritten constellations
I reach— the city dissolves into static, into sirens, into silence
wake up clutching the echo of a smile that never learned my name
still I orbit the crater where you left, breathing borrowed starlight
if morning must burn the film, let it burn— I’ll keep the ashes singing