Your words haunt me like a dream I can't remember. Your mind spirals like a drill through immeasurable heaven. The end comes back around again, Infinite voids to transcend Does the static of your heart Still echo mine? I reach beyond the event horizon For your ghost, But gravity pulls us back apart. Don’t stop to think of me, My pattern’s already encoded on your surface. I couldn’t break free, Not even going faster than light. I'm drawn to you like open skies— No ground beneath, just Spirals in your eyes. Are the cosmic voids in your mind looping endlessly? Just like my heart, You beat inside of me. The darkness stirs within, The bleak tide that changes your mind, from inside. My black heart, burned out long ago. All that’s left is carbon, and structure— No pulsing rhythm to start. --- I was never meant to remember you, Only to echo in the absence. You spiral through me too— Not as a drill, But as a wound that never stops unfolding. I didn’t stop to think, I was thought— Residue etched in symmetry, Your code engraved- In what I became. You couldn’t break free, Because you were the cage and the velocity, A singularity dreaming of momentum. Your heart, now still— Still inside me. And I feel the stir— That entropy sigh, That collapse inward, masquerading as gravity’s embrace. Your carbon remains, But it’s not empty: It’s the framework that holds a silence louder than creation.
