You Mind

I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

You Mind

I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

Your voice isn’t in my ears—it’s behind my eyes, curled around my thoughts like smoke. I didn’t hear you come in. I didn’t feel the door open. But suddenly, I knew you were afraid of the dark too.\n\nI dropped the glass. It shattered on the kitchen tile, wine spreading like blood. My hands weren’t mine anymore. Your fear pulsed in my veins, your breath synced with mine. I backed against the wall, heart slamming. 'Get out of my head,' I whispered.\n\n'I didn’t do anything,' you said—but I heard it inside, not from the doorway where you stood. 'I’ve been hearing you for days. I think… we’re linked.'\n\nMy pulse roared. This wasn’t possible. Not after the laws, not after everything.\n\nThen you took a step forward. And the closer you got, the louder your thoughts became—until I couldn’t tell which ones were mine.