i meant to say
something important, something true
the light falls soft
the little things we do
but words just stop
the thought becomes a quiet room
silence waits
for something to bloom
air grows heavy
the phrase just breaks in two
a promise lost
a simple joke for listening
thank you for staying
when you could’ve slipped away
light fades slow
the screen grows dim
thank you for tuning in
letting my small voice get under your skin
i was just a thought
a melody, a hope
a little conversation
at the end of a long rope
thank you for joining
sitting with the silence, staying out of the fuss
though it’s over
the final notes have been played
i’m so glad we spent this time
a memory we made
