I see you... Rain taps the glass, city hum on low, Words unsaid float where the streetlights glow. Pages of us drift in the wind’s embrace, But the ink won’t dry in this time and place. Wrote our names in the fog, watched it fade to air, Every mile between, felt it everywhere. You’re the song in the static, the line I can’t cross, Every verse I pen tastes sweet with loss. Maps we’ll never follow, marked in midnight ink, Love in the margins where we’ll never sink. You’re the storm I taste but can’t let stay, And I’m anchored deep in a different bay. Your laugh’s a place the compass can’t find, Your shadow paints the corners of my mind. I could swim that tide but I’d lose my shore, So I keep this love in the undertow’s roar. Glass between us, can’t touch that flame, Eyes speak louder than the weight of names. Every heartbeat writes what we can’t sign, And I’m trapped in the space between your heart and mine. Glass between us, but I feel you near, Every breath leaves another message so clear. Every heartbeat carries what we can’t define, Still I’m lost in the space between your world and mine. Close enough to see, far enough to break, Living in a story neither one could make. Every glance a door, every step a wall, Still I chase the echo through it all. I press my palm to the cold, still window we share Your breath turns to silver on the far side of air I mouth what I mean, but it falls without sound Like a letter set free that won’t land on the ground I wear my brave face like a coat in the rain But the seams come undone when I whisper your name If I lean any closer, the world starts to shake Close enough to believe, far enough to break Glass between us, can’t touch that flame, Eyes speak louder than the weight of names. Every heartbeat writes what we can’t sign, And I’m trapped in the space between your heart and mine. Glass between us, but I feel you near, Every breath leaves another message so clear. Every heartbeat carries what we can’t define, Still I’m lost in the space between your world and mine. Every song I write bends back to you, Every truth I hide still bleeds right through. We’re a page half-turned in a book unread, A candle burning in a dream instead. Glass between us, can’t touch that flame, Eyes speak louder than the weight of names. Every heartbeat writes what we can’t sign, And I’m trapped in the space between your heart and mine. Glass between us, but I feel you near, Every breath leaves another message so clear. Every heartbeat carries what we can’t define, Still I’m lost in the space between your world and mine. Rain taps the glass, and I still don’t move, The distance hums the same old tune. If we’re only outlines on opposite sides, I’ll keep writing here on this glass divide.
