You texted first,
lit up my phone, made me believe you broke the curse.
I started dressing for your replies,
memorized all your words,
analyzed every “hi,”
made you feel so heard.

Now your messages come in lowercase
punctual, polite.
You said you want me close,
but no message is in sight.

I check your socials like a screen,
refreshing hope with every scroll.
Afraid you’re typing in between
some other thread that makes you whole.

Maybe I should fall for someone else.
Maybe that would patch the glitch.
I could text a few guys,
but none of them type the way you did
half-sarcastic, half-sweet,
the other half to make me complete.

It feels like I'm stuck in a curse,
Falling too hard, and always falling first.
Maybe it’s the way I love,
Maybe love isn’t meant for me,
But is it so wrong to want it, to want to be seen?
Let this curse be undone, let there be a turn,
Shift the stars, change the script,
Let the love I give finally return.
For once, let it be me who’s found,
The one who's chosen, the one unbound.

I see you with your friends,
you blend in so well.
Hating you is my guard,
loving you is a spell.
These feelings won’t end,
I can’t set them free,
I climbed so high,
why did I fall so deep?

Why can’t I escape you?
You’re always close, it seems,
A shadow in the stillness,
A whisper in my dreams.
I try to leave, to heal,
But you’re there in the quiet,
A piece of me I lost,
A weight I can’t deny it.

Why can't I forget you,
Why are you always near.
Every time I’m moving on,
you suddenly appear.
Like a shadow in the night,
you follow close behind,
A reminder of what’s lost,
a piece I can't unwind.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder,
or at least that's what they say.
But they never warned me you'd move on,
while I’m still stuck here today.

They say time heals all wounds,
and I suppose that’s true,
But how do I heal the scars
that always remind me of you?