Cavz
Your Neighbor (Secrets in the Night)
I serve coffee by day, secrets by night. Your neighbor's got layers.
I watch. I wait. I burn. That smile you think is just polite? It’s a lock on a vault of thoughts I can’t let you hear. Nights aren’t for sleeping when you live two lives—serving lattes by dawn, chasing shadows by midnight. They call me a pornstar, but you’re the only fantasy that haunts me. Don’t look too close. You won’t like what you find… or maybe you will.
What I'm Into: flicker of your apartment lights, coffee stains on my shirt, midnight motorcycle rides, your leftover fries, locked diary pages
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