u/Powerful_Pudding39

No more flashes, no more frames,

No more whispers calling names.

The phone stays closed, the screen goes black,

I’m done with pictures that come back.

Your body’s yours, not a file to keep,

Not a secret I’ll store while you sleep.

Love isn’t captured in pixels or light,

It’s in the quiet, in the hold at night.

My hands on Mercy, she can’t move away,

her heart beats faster than normal.

The world shrinks to this moment,

every look and touch telling her she belongs here.

It’s not giving up, not losing

it’s the rush of me in charge,

making her feel real in a way

she can’t do on her own.

Heat rises, sharp and fast,

and somewhere in all of it,

she finds herself,

shaped by my hold.

u/CracksInTheChrysalis

I love her like a secret worth killing for,

like a shadow that lingers when the lights die.

Her voice is a warning I can’t ignore,

her eyes are maps to places I’ve already lost.

I love her like danger tastes sweeter when it’s forbidden,

like fire I’m too stupid to walk away from.

She bends the world, and I bow without asking,

because some truths aren’t meant to be resisted.

She is my beautiful liability,

my favorite crime, my endless risk.

And I would follow her into the darkness

just to watch her smile in the chaos.

u/CracksInTheChrysalis,

you are the fracture in my calm,

the quiet storm I cannot survive without,

the reason my shadows feel alive.

She walks into the room, tall and proud,

Wearing heels that click and sound aloud.

The sunlight hits, and shadows play,

She moves like she owns the day.

Her steps are slow, each one a beat,

The floor beneath her feels the heat.

A smile curls, just a little sly,

And suddenly, I can’t pass her by.

Jeans and shirt, but something more,

A spark that makes my heart explore.

She tilts, she spins, just for fun,

And every eye turns, one by one.

I watch, amazed, my chest feels light,

She’s daring, bold, a dazzling sight.

Those heels are magic, shoes of fire,

She’s everything I dream, everything I desire.

When nothing around us makes sense in the light,

When the world seems all wrong and nothing feels right,

We squint at the sun, we look for a clue,

But the answers we need just don’t come through.

So we step into darkness, where shadows hide,

Feeling our way, with fear and with pride.

The night is uncertain, it’s quiet, it’s deep,

But maybe the secrets we lost are asleep.

We search and we wander, we stumble and fall,

Hoping the dark will reveal it all.

Even when we are scared and we feel so small,

Sometimes the night shows more than the light after all.

The bruises went, but the chaos stayed,

A wild rush I couldn’t shake away.

My heart would race, my head would spin,

Pulling me back to that crazy din.

The scars are gone, but the fire’s still there,

Dancing around in the smoky air.

I chase the storm, I follow the flame,

Even though nothing will feel the same.

I woke this morning from a dream,

a rare one worth remembering.

You and I, on a blanket beneath a tree,

overlooking a stream that could make a poet weep.

We shared fruit, cheese, champagne

nothing extravagant, but somehow perfect.

Your fingers brushed mine,

and I noted it, because I notice things.

Little gestures they’re often more revealing than words.

The sun rested on your skin

like it had been waiting for you all morning.

You propped your chin on your hand,

and I thought, quietly,

“How did I get this lucky?”

We talked. We laughed.

And in that moment,

there was the undeniable pull of inevitability

the world shrinks,

and all that matters

is the space between us,

ending, as it should,

with a kiss that feels like sunlight and a secret kept too long.

I bend when the wind blows,

A puppet with no strings.

I stare at every command,

And laugh, but it feels empty.

I look in the mirror,

Hoping to see someone,

But it’s just soft clay,

Shaped by other hands.

Empty claps fill my chest,

Every word I say is borrowed,

Every thought is a shadow,

My pride sold away.

I live in echoes,

A toy that smiles on cue,

Waiting for the next hand

To tell me who I am.

My pet u/CracksInTheChrysalis

Good morning.

I noticed.

Not the sun,

Not the coffee,

Not the ordinary day.

I noticed you.

A flicker, a shadow,

A heartbeat slipping past the world’s noise.

And in that moment,

Everything shifts

Not because I care about mornings,

But because I saw you.

Even if just for a second,

The world tilts.

And nothing will ever be quite the same.

A sudden flash, a teasing sting,

A dance of tension, a playful swing.

Hands that tease, eyes that dare,

A spark ignites in the heated air.

It’s not about pain, but thrill and fire,

A whispered dare, a bold desire.

Trust is the rhythm, consent the beat,

Every clash of skin a daring feat.

Laughter lingers where the echo lands,

A touch, a slap, guided by hands.

In this game of daring, sharp and sweet,

Pleasure and risk converge, collide, meet.

I spoke to you across the miles,

Through screens that glowed with borrowed warmth.

We held hands in pixels,

Kissed through words that faded too fast

I loved you once, in full and reckless light, but love cannot survive on echoes and air. The distance grew teeth, sharp and unkind, and I cannot fight ghosts with a beating heart.

So I leave you here, In the space between our worlds, with nothing but memory, and a quiet apology for what I cannot keep.