Matches in the Dark

Matches in the Dark You didn’t knock—you let yourself in like you knew the way Like my door’s been half-unlocked since you walked away Set your coat down slow like you were settling a claim Then you moved in closer… like you meant to stake your name Your touch stayed patient, like it knew just where to land Not a question in your body—just a quiet kind of plan And your eyes held mine like something already declared Like you came to take your time… not to see if I was scared We don’t say what we’re doing— We just feel where it goes There’s a line in the silence… And you pull me in close You got me caught between the giving and the holding back for air Every second stretching longer in the weight of how you stare Is it mercy, is it hunger, is it something we both dare All I know is I kept leaning… every time you led me there You move slow like you’re counting every breath I try to hide Like you know the exact moment when resistance slips to side There’s a rhythm in your patience, in the way you let it build Like you’re drawing something out of me that never quite gets filled And I tried to keep my distance, tried to stay inside my skin But you closed it like a distance you were never letting win There’s a tension in the space where I pretend I’m still in control But your hands say something different… like you’re reading through my soul You don’t ask me to follow— You just make it feel right Like the dark has a language… Only we get to write You got me balanced on the edge of every word I never said Every movement drawing deeper from the places that I kept Is it love or just the way you pull the truth out when you care All I know is I kept opening… every time you took me there There’s a moment when the fire stops asking what it takes When the heat becomes a promise neither one of us can break And I came to you unraveling, every guard already worn You didn’t rush to fix a thing… you just kept me where I’m torn There’s a kind of quiet power in the way you let me choose Like surrender isn’t losing—it’s just something I can’t refuse Strike it slow… don’t let it fade… Hold it where the light won’t stay… If I shake it’s not from fear… It’s just everything you made… You got me standing in the burn of everything we never named Every mark feels like a memory I’d go through again the same Is it fate or just the fire that refused to play it safe All I know is I stayed wanting… every second that it stayed Now the smoke hangs in the quiet… Like a secret we don’t share… Not a word—but if you look close… You can still feel it there…