I slipped between seconds,
where silence hums in pink and chrome,
a heartbeat off from real,
but realer than what I've known.

your voice? it echoes backwards,
your gaze? it bends the night,
and suddenly I'm nowhere
but everything feels right.

half-asleep, I'm floating
through a hallway made of sighs,
every door maybe,
every mirror tells me lies.

you smile in slow motion,
I reach, but you're already gone.
is this love or delusion?
or just my twilight zone?

I stand beside them, close enough to hear,
But somehow, my voice disappears.
They talk, they laugh, they make their plans,
And I’m just there, empty hands.

It’s not that they hate me, I know that’s not true (at least I think so),
But somehow, I’m never thought of too.
Not the first call, not the second glance,
Just a shadow in the background’s dance..

They don’t push me out, but they don’t pull me in,
Like I exist, but just barely fit in.
I wave, I smile, I try to be seen,
But I’m fading out in the space between.

Would they notice if I walked away?
Would they ask me why I didn’t stay?
Or would my name slip from their minds,
Lost in the shuffle of passing time?

It’s not their fault, they never see,
How it feels to be almost, but never fully me.
And maybe one day, I won’t have to try,
To feel like I belong, instead of just getting by.

I wish I could open up wide,
But most won’t see what’s kept inside.
So I stay quiet, smile instead,
While screaming words inside my head.

Ugh, Why Didn’t I Say Something?

Okay, so like… there was a time,
When you liked me, and I liked you—what a crime.
But I didn’t know, I was so clueless,
And now I’m here, feeling kinda useless.

You’re cute, you’re tall, it’s actually unfair,
And I catch myself trying not to stare.
Do you still feel the same, or is it too late?
Am I stuck overthinking while you’ve moved on straight?

I wish I had said it, just got it all out,
Instead of sitting here filled with doubt.
But maybe—just maybe—you still feel it too,
And you’re wondering the same thing about me and you.

I am holding it together
There is no weight too heavy
I’m used to the silence
Being alone doesn’t hurt
They don’t mean to forget me
I know I matter
I’m not breaking
I’m okay.

It wasn’t fireworks,
or some big spark.
It was the way you spoke,
calm and low,
and suddenly,
I couldn’t imagine
quiet
without you in it.