I wrote it down Then changed the words Not wrong Just not… right I tried your name It didn’t stay It felt too sharp In my mouth There’s a line I keep rewriting Every time it gets too clear If I say it like I mean it It might actually appear So I don’t send it I let it fade Right at the edge Of being said It stays between The sound and air Almost alive But never there I hear it back Inside my head A different tone A different shape It knows too much It goes too far It doesn’t stop Where I want There’s a point I keep avoiding Like a word I shouldn’t use If it lands the way I feel it There’s too much I’d have to prove So I don’t send it I let it break Before it turns Into something real It stays between What I could say And what would change If you could hear It’s not the words It’s what they do If they reach you There’s no undo So I don’t send it I hold the line Right before It becomes mine It lives somewhere I can’t repair Close enough To feel it there Type… delete Type… delete Still not gone Still not sent
