Sometimes I remember
how easy our conversations used to be—
small laughs, simple words,
and the comfort of being understood.
There are still a few things
my silence never said,
not to argue with you,
only to clear the quiet between us.
And maybe someday,
if you pause long enough to listen,
you might hear the part of me
that was always trying to stay.
Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 4:18 AM UTC
Sometimes I remember
how easy our conversations used to be—
small laughs, simple words,
and the comfort of being understood.
There are still a few things
my silence never said,
not to argue with you,
only to clear the quiet between us.
And maybe someday,
if you pause long enough to listen,
you might hear the part of me
that was always trying to stay.
