All Unsent Messages

I folded the truth to fit me, and I practice the right words in the mirror. I’ll let the tide take the rest.

Thank you for showing me how to stay, and I keep rewriting the past in kinder ink. Here’s to everything we couldn’t say. I’m learning to be gentle.

I check your name at 2 a.m., and I promise I am trying to be better. We were real, even if we ended.

Thank you for meeting me halfway, and it startles me that you won’t answer. Maybe in another life, we make it.

I should have stayed curious, and my chest answers with thunder. I forgive you. I forgive me.

I play the song we pretended was ours, and I still don’t know who I am without you. I’ll put the phone down now. I won’t rewrite this again.

I hold the air where you should be, and somehow the world keeps happening. Here’s to everything we couldn’t say. I mean this kindly.

I check your name at 2 a.m., and I keep looking for you in crowds. I forgive you. I forgive me.

I mistook silence for peace, and I collect myself in small pieces. I’ll walk forward, softer than before.

I learn your absence like a map, because I’m afraid of what you’ll say back. I’ll put the phone down now. That’s okay.