Where You Are Not
Never do I love you despite your flaws; I love the way they breathe in the air, Gonna worship every crooked detail of you, except the hollow where you’re not there.
Give me your vices, your pauses, your sins worn gentle against my skin, You are a habit I learned by heart, a quiet ache living under my skin.
Up through my veins, if you were a drug, there’d be one sober, faithful vein, Never strong enough to quit you whole, just strong enough to remember the pain.
Gonna tell myself your silence is mercy, a love letter carefully never sent, Let me believe the quiet you keep is tenderness folded into restraint.
You say nothing at all, and still I listen for you in the sound, Down where love should answer back, I stay loyal to what never makes a sound.
