If I say sorry—
Would you listen?
If I called again,
Would you pick up?

If I changed,
If I bent,
Would you let me back in?

I’d trade my silence,
Swap my pride—
Just to stand
Where I used to be.

If I gave you all my days,
All my nights,
Would you come back?
Would you fight?

I’ll undo every word,
Every moment missed,
If you promise—
Promise me this:

Don’t let the silence
Grow too loud.
Don’t let me fall
Out of your crowd.

I’m here, still standing—
Waiting to see
If there’s room left
For two... or three... of us.