

๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐๐๐ฉ.
The night doesnโt ask questions.
And neither do I.
I light a match with my fingernail and let the shadows finish the story.
My heels echo in alleyways that forgot what innocence sounds like.
Lipstick the color of silence.
Eyes that say too much and not enough.
Iโm not here to save you.
Iโm here to make you wonder if you ever needed saving at all.
Love me? Dangerous.
Follow me? Worse.
But turn away?
Now thatโs the one thing youโll never forgive yourself for.