My day has a rhythm—
   tasks stacked neatly,
   moments flowing

   smoothly from one to the next.

Until—

Her face fills my screen,
    a photo,
    a tiny video,
    a waking smile,
    a playful pose,
    a glance through glasses…

    that pause my world mid-step.

Instantly, everything stops.

Productivity halts,
    thoughts scatter,

    time bends around those few perfect seconds.

Because in those moments,
            I'm not here—
            I'm with her,

            somewhere better,
            somewhere brighter,

            somewhere I never wanna leave.

I replay.

I rewind.

I refresh.

Again and again—
    stuck in the loop
    of that smile,
       those eyes,

    the curve of lips holding my whole attention hostage.

Minutes pass,
    then an hour,
    and I'm still here—

    caught in a loop,
    unable to move forward,

    unable to look away.

And when I finally do,
    the rhythm of the day is gone—
    replaced entirely…

    by the restless, beautiful madness of her.