Ironically
I've been thinking about you lately.
Not obsessively. Just
the way a song comes back
before you remember its name.
Bad Omens, a crowded room,
I asked you to put it on.
Nothing special.
Then we met again.
Same room.
Same people.
This time you played it first.
That's when I should have known.
We talked.
Shy at first,
then something opened
the kind of open
I'd stopped believing in.
Until the 13th.
we should break up sorry I don't see you that way
You could have said it sooner.
Before the kiss, at least.
But I wasn't honest either.
I told you
my heart belonged to the sky.
To no one.
And then I stayed.
So maybe the real lie wasn't yours
it was me,
pretending I knew how to leave.
Somewhere between a song
and a second meeting,
I forgot I was supposed to.
It wasn't just you.
It wasn't just me.
Just something neither of us
knew how to hold
or let go.
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 4:08 AM UTC
Ironically
I've been thinking about you lately.
Not obsessively. Just
the way a song comes back
before you remember its name.
Bad Omens, a crowded room,
I asked you to put it on.
Nothing special.
Then we met again.
Same room.
Same people.
This time you played it first.
That's when I should have known.
We talked.
Shy at first,
then something opened
the kind of open
I'd stopped believing in.
Until the 13th.
we should break up sorry I don't see you that way
You could have said it sooner.
Before the kiss, at least.
But I wasn't honest either.
I told you
my heart belonged to the sky.
To no one.
And then I stayed.
So maybe the real lie wasn't yours
it was me,
pretending I knew how to leave.
Somewhere between a song
and a second meeting,
I forgot I was supposed to.
It wasn't just you.
It wasn't just me.
Just something neither of us
knew how to hold
or let go.
