You can keep scrolling… but I have a feeling you’ll come back.

I’ve been thinking about how dangerous curiosity can be.

Sometimes, it starts with something so small — a glance that lasts a second too long, a message you read twice, a name that somehow stays in your mind long after the conversation ends.

I like that kind of tension.

The kind where nothing has happened… and yet, somehow, everything feels like it could.

Maybe that’s why I don’t always say what I’m thinking. Some thoughts are much more interesting when they’re left unfinished. Some feelings become more tempting when you don’t give them a name.

And honestly, there’s something addictive about knowing you’ve caught someone’s attention without even trying.

So yes… you can keep scrolling.

Pretend you’re not curious.

Pretend you didn’t wonder what I meant.

But if you find yourself coming back here later, reading these words again, maybe you’ll understand.

I was never trying to make you stay.

I just wanted to see if you would.