“i don't just think about what happened. i think about what could have happened, what should have happened, and what i wish had happened.”
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“i don't just think about what happened. i think about what could have happened, what should have happened, and what i wish had happened.”
Do I Ever Cross Your Mind?
I wonder if I still exist in the quiet corners of your day not the loud, obvious moments but the in-between ones where memory likes to sneak in uninvited
Like when a song plays we never admitted to love or when the air smells like rain and something in you almost remembers why
Do you ever almost say my name by accident? catch it at the last second like a falling glass heart racing for no one to see
I think about you in the smallest ways how you held your coffee how your laugh always started too loud like it couldn't wait to exist
And it makes me wonder if I haunt you like that too
Or if I've faded into something softer a blur a lesson a "once upon a time" you don't revisit anymore
Do you ever lie awake with nothing in particular on your mind and somehow I slip in anyway
Or am I only alive like this on my side of the world breathing aching asking questions that don't echo back
I don't need to be everything again I don't even need to matter much
I just wonder if somewhere for even a second
you remember me and don't immediately forget
“The hardest part was pretending I was okay so you would not feel guilty.”
— isa b. i hold onto hope