Before We Went Sideways

Loving him was never the problem.
Surviving him was.

Somewhere between late-night drives, half-finished conversations, hotel room silences, and the kind of love that feels too big for two people to carry, we lost ourselves in each other.

He was chaos wrapped in soft eyes and quiet apologies.
I was the girl who kept mistaking broken things for beautiful ones.

We loved hard. Recklessly. Devastatingly.
Like staying was easier than admitting we were already falling apart.

But love doesn't always disappear when it ends.
Sometimes it lingers in voice notes, cigarette smoke, rain-soaked city streets, and memories that refuse to let go.

Before We Went Sideways is a cinematic story about obsession, intimacy, and the slow unraveling of two people who loved each other deeply - just not gently enough.