There was a pull I couldn’t name
a river rushing through my chest
Each small motion that you made
drew my heartbeat from its rest
I tried to walk the other way
yet fate had tied a silver thread
No matter where I sought escape
your voice lived softly in my head
It wasn’t fear it wasn’t choice
just destiny in quiet chase—
a magnet forged of breath and soul
that pulled me back to the same place
So here I stand without resistance
your gravity too deep to break
Loving you was never chosen—
it was a vow I couldn’t shake