I can be laughing
and mean it,
I think.
Then something shifts.
A word, a look,
a nothing.
My smile stays where it is,
but inside
everything changes
instantaneously.
I don’t fall apart.
I don’t cry.
I just go quiet,
like someone turned the volume down
and forgot to turn it back up.
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 11:27 PM UTC
I can be laughing
and mean it,
I think.
Then something shifts.
A word, a look,
a nothing.
My smile stays where it is,
but inside
everything changes
instantaneously.
I don’t fall apart.
I don’t cry.
I just go quiet,
like someone turned the volume down
and forgot to turn it back up.
14:27pm / I keep seeing the word instantaneously everywhere, in books, on tv.
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