Verse 1 My phone lit up tonight. Your name. Just your name. And for a second I forgot how to breathe. I stared at the screen like it was something fragile, something I was afraid to touch. After all this silence, you were finally there. A little message from somewhere far away. Verse 2 They only let you have your phone for fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes to remember that you're still my mom. Fifteen minutes to tell me you're okay. Fifteen minutes to make me miss you even more than I did before. I keep reading your message over and over. As if the words could somehow bring you home. Pre-Chorus You're so far away. And I'm here with my phone in my hands, wishing it was your hand instead. Chorus I miss you, Mom. God, I miss you. I don't want another message. I don't want another screen. I want your arms around me. I want to hear your voice without counting the minutes. I want to sit beside you and tell you everything that happened while you were gone. But all I have tonight is fifteen minutes of you. Verse 3 I wonder where you are when you put your phone away. Do you think about me? Do you miss me too? Do you lie awake at night and wish you could come home? I wish I could tell you how many times I've wanted to run to you. How many times I've needed my mom and had nowhere to put that feeling. Bridge I know you're somewhere you can't simply walk out of. I know there are doors between you and me. But none of that changes what you are to me. You're still my mom. And I'm still your daughter. No distance can make that disappear. Chorus I miss you, Mom. More than these words can say. I want to hold you until all those lost days stop hurting for a moment. I want to feel you breathing against my shoulder. I want to know that you're really there. Not a name on my screen. Not a message that disappears. You. Right here. Final Verse The fifteen minutes are almost over. I can already feel the silence coming back. I don't know when I'll hear from you again. So I keep looking at your message as if I could memorize it. As if memorizing your words could keep you close. I type so many things. Then delete them. How do you fit how much you miss someone into fifteen minutes? Outro The screen goes dark. Your name disappears. And suddenly the room feels too quiet again. I press the phone against my chest and close my eyes. For just a second, I imagine you're here. I imagine opening the door and running into your arms. I imagine you holding me like you used to. And I stay there for as long as I can. Because tonight, fifteen minutes was all I got. And somehow it still wasn't enough.
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