Your jacket on my chair, Your toothbrush by my sink, All the tiny signs Say I’m closer than you think. You laugh like it’s all fine, But your eyes look past my door, Like you’re already halfway To someone you want more. And I can feel it every time you touch me, Like you’re leaving while you’re holding on. I’m not the one you want, I’m just the one who stayed. The quiet in your chaos, The pillow for your ache. You hold me when it’s dark, Then chase another dawn. I’m the place you crash, Not the one you want. You’re humming in the mirror, I’m folding all your clothes. You say you “hate your timing”, I hear “I’ll let you go.” Your phone face-down and buzzing, You swear it’s nothing big, But you flinch when I get near it Like it’s thin glass and guilt. You keep a foot out the door, Even when you’re in my arms. I’m not the one you want, I’m just the one who stayed. The quiet in your chaos, The pillow for your ache. You hold me when it’s dark, Then chase another dawn. I’m the place you crash, Not the one you want. Maybe I deserve Someone who says my name Like it’s the only word That doesn’t taste like shame. You deserve your fever, I deserve my peace. So take back your jacket, And leave me my keys. I’m not the one you want, I’m just the one who stayed. The echo in your hallway, The number you erase. You’ll hold me one last time, Then you’ll be gone by dawn. I was just your stop, Not the one you want. © 2024-2026 La Luna MoonRider All rights reserved.
