Right now I’m caught in the hush between heartbeats,
city lights blink like the tears I won’t let fall.
Your name hums under every breath I steal,
neon shadows write it across the windshield.
I dial the silence we left on repeat,
engine racing the ghost of your laugh down the empty street.
If love’s a crime, I’m fleeing the scene tonight—
no rear-view, just moonlight as my siren,
screaming “turn back” but I’m already gone.