i don’t know if this is getting to you
or if it ever did

but i keep ending up in the same place again

it’s not dark the way people say
it’s not empty either
it’s just… quiet in a way that feels like it already decided something about me

like i got here late

i don’t think anything is here at all

and somehow that feels intentional

like the absence is the thing

i don’t know if that was faith
or if i just didn’t want to stay where i was

i think it was just about being available

there’s nothing to find