I’m out of words.

You really messed me up.

My plans are ruined.

Because you convinced me to open my mind just long enough

For a new idea to emerge from the darkness, and root itself in the corner of my eye.

You have proven to me, with certainty, that I can fall in love. Cursing myself, I’ve shown my hand. I’ve taken the role of the hunter.

I can’t be patient. I can’t be still.

And somehow, I thought I could resist.