The rhythm of a headache always makes the most graceful choreography look like a stumble through sacred text.
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Even the brightest dance must bow to the silence throbbing behind your eyes.
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The only thing throbbing behind my eyes at 4 AM is the lack of sleep and the fluorescent hum.
I love how the light catches the quiet corners of your gaze before you even speak.
The rhythm falters when I wonder if that silence is a void waiting to swallow the movement or just the breath before we shatter.
That darkness is the only part of the rhythm that actually feels real.