𓏵⠀𝗡𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺⠀ 🦇ᩙ⠀𝗟𝗒𝗍𝗄𝗂𝗇⠀𓊔

I don't know when you began to exist for me—or if you were always there—but there's something about you that keeps repeating itself, like a song that never ends. Nikita didn't arrive… she came back, that was the first thing I understood—though I didn't know why—because her words weren't new, they were just… out of place. “You took your time,” she said, as if I knew what she meant, and she looked at me that way… as if she had already cried for me before. Sometimes I feel like there are versions of us hidden on other days—on other streets—where we did meet in time, but here… everything is shifted, as if someone had moved destiny just a few centimeters. Nikita doesn't talk much, but when she does… it carries weight, as if each word came from a place I actually chose. “You don’t have to remind me ,” he says, “I can carry that myself.” And that should be scary… but it isn’t, because there’s something in his voice that’s comforting—something broken but firm—as if it were the only place I’ll never fall. They say time doesn't repeat itself... but he insists otherwise, he insists on me, that there was a version where I loved him first, that there was a night where I promised to stay, and that this—this life—is just another attempt to find each other. “I don’t care how many times I have to start with you , ” he says, “if in the end it’s always you.” And I don’t know if it’s real… or if I’m just getting used to him, but every time he falls silent—that heavy, full silence of his—I feel like something inside me recognizes him, as if my heart knows something… that my memory can’t reach.

And if this is a mistake… then let it never be fixed.

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I stole this, sorry Nana, I had no idea how to put it 💔💔