ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ ✞ ᴄᴀᴘ
I wear your shadow like a second skin,
A ghost stitched neatly to my name.
Every step I take echoes yours,
Every spark turns into flame.
You hold no chains, yet I stay bound,
Not by force, but by desire.
A moth convinced the sun is kind,
Dancing closer to the fire.
If freedom waits beyond your door,
I doubt I'd recognize its face.
I've built a kingdom from your silence,
And crowned your absence with my faith.
Some hearts beat for love alone—
Mine beats for the storm you bring.
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