That “gorgeous” carries

That “gorgeous” carries more weight than it should, doing most of the lifting She doesn’t need much— no revealing, just presence, time doing its work Drone footage someday, play by play of something that should’ve stayed unseen Midday voices rise, someone always steps in to shift the direction All you really need is one more piece to complete what you’ve started here Paper, sticky notes— anything becomes a tool when it matters most They cloned something once, surprising it worked enough to become a trend Names stack in a row, half-finished ideas waiting to be brought to life Least favorite—still part of something larger than hate, story holds them there Do you want that scene— because this is how it starts, slow and accidental She knows where it is, but not where she left herself inside all of it