Ink Stained Soul…

Why did you come last night? There must have been a reason you crossed the veil to be with me there, a compelling yearning that pulled you from your reality into mine. Walking in like you were owed a spot in my life at will, as if the universe had already conspired to make us entwined. It was not without an almost moment, a fleeting sense of connection that flickered between us, but alas, like in reality, you were a disappointment—your presence felt hollow, leaving me to question the very purpose of your arrival. The anticipation that once sparked joy now lingered like a ghost of what could have been, diminishing my hope with every exhaled word that fell flat in the stillness of the air.