The night we landed in the same room, I knew I wanted to be in every one you went into
All nine of my lives gone with one look in your eyes
From then on I knew you were a drag I couldn’t stop breathing in
I wanted to know every word to the story behind the pain you tried to hide behind that smile that seemed so sly
But now I know that’s the one you make when you try your best not to cry
It was the color on my fingernails
And the way I held my glass
The single clip in my hair that kept my bangs back
How I maintained eye contact and didn’t allow distraction in the conversation that I so desperately wanted to have
Effortless talk with a familiar stranger as it was to me
But really it was a second chance with an old friend you received
One that smells a little different and talks a little loud
Sense of humor that changed but a laugh that sounds the same
Important similarities but lacking what you miss most
Her voice and how it carried the most beautiful notes
You told me of her kindness and the man she made you to be
And how you still visit her at least once a week
It was love for me and all this time I believed it was the same for you
With every story you tell
I can’t help but to love her too
The parts of her you see in me I’m thankful I can be
Yet if those are the parts you love the most, where does that leave me?
Now that I know the pain deep in your soul, I wish I would’ve let you keep your story untold
And maybe I could fall asleep believing you're happy next to me
And maybe, just maybe, you’re not only in love with the parts of a person I can never be
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 12:09 PM UTC
The night we landed in the same room, I knew I wanted to be in every one you went into
All nine of my lives gone with one look in your eyes
From then on I knew you were a drag I couldn’t stop breathing in
I wanted to know every word to the story behind the pain you tried to hide behind that smile that seemed so sly
But now I know that’s the one you make when you try your best not to cry
It was the color on my fingernails
And the way I held my glass
The single clip in my hair that kept my bangs back
How I maintained eye contact and didn’t allow distraction in the conversation that I so desperately wanted to have
Effortless talk with a familiar stranger as it was to me
But really it was a second chance with an old friend you received
One that smells a little different and talks a little loud
Sense of humor that changed but a laugh that sounds the same
Important similarities but lacking what you miss most
Her voice and how it carried the most beautiful notes
You told me of her kindness and the man she made you to be
And how you still visit her at least once a week
It was love for me and all this time I believed it was the same for you
With every story you tell
I can’t help but to love her too
The parts of her you see in me I’m thankful I can be
Yet if those are the parts you love the most, where does that leave me?
Now that I know the pain deep in your soul, I wish I would’ve let you keep your story untold
And maybe I could fall asleep believing you're happy next to me
And maybe, just maybe, you’re not only in love with the parts of a person I can never be