I don’t check your phone I don’t call at night I don’t drive past your place Just to pick a fight I don’t break your things Or scream in the street I’m not setting fires I’m just losing sleep You say I’m fine, I’m doing well But you don’t ask, so how can you tell? I’m not crazy Just hurt Not a storm Just the dirt After rain when the sky Goes quiet but, but grey I’m not loud I just ache In a thousand small ways You don’t see But I break Every day I don’t start a scene I don’t beg you back I don’t write you songs Though I think of that I don’t text too much I don’t make a mess But it’s hell in my chest And you’d never guess You say I’ve moved on just fine But I bleed where no one minds I’m not crazy Just hurt Not a storm Just the dirt After rain when the sky Goes quiet but grey I’m not loud I just ache In a thousand small ways You don’t see But I break Every day I’m not crazy Just real You forgot How I feel And maybe that’s The worst part of all Not the leaving But how small You made it seem
