We were young in the space between
Before the world had a say.
Our names fit side by side
In a way I can’t explain.
They say love should leave a mark,
Something loud, something clear.
But ours was just a feeling
That stayed because it feared.
Time leaned in and listened,
Then gently pulled us apart.
Not enough to break the moment—
Just enough to bruise the heart.
I keep you where almost lives,
Where nothing had to end.
Not a loss, not a promise—
Just more than just a friend.
And sometimes late in the quiet,
When the past feels close and near,
I swear the world still remembers
What we never let appear.
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 2:40 PM UTC
We were young in the space between
Before the world had a say.
Our names fit side by side
In a way I can’t explain.
They say love should leave a mark,
Something loud, something clear.
But ours was just a feeling
That stayed because it feared.
Time leaned in and listened,
Then gently pulled us apart.
Not enough to break the moment—
Just enough to bruise the heart.
I keep you where almost lives,
Where nothing had to end.
Not a loss, not a promise—
Just more than just a friend.
And sometimes late in the quiet,
When the past feels close and near,
I swear the world still remembers
What we never let appear.
