unsent

I've been talking to the ceiling like it answers back

Telling stories of the things we had and what we lack

Your sweater's on the chair, I can't throw it away

It smells like you and mistakes we made

My phone lights up, I hope it's you

Then it's just news, it's something new

I type your name out

Just to see if missing you is missing me

And I tell myself, "I'm over it"

Then why's your ghost inside my tex-

Message unsent, but I meant every word

You'll never read what you already heard

It's easier hiding behind the blue tint

Than facing the truth in a message unsent

Scrolling through our old chats like they're sacred lines

I keep rewriting endings that were never mine

Every emoji feels like a trap

Every "maybe" I type just snaps right back

I talk to my notes app more than my friends

I rehearse goodbyes, they never end

I hit "save draft" and breathe again

Just to feel like I've hit "send"

Message unsent, but I meant every word

You'll never read what you already heard

It's easier hiding behind the blue tint

Than facing the truth in a message unsent

Maybe someday I'll let it go

Delete your number, block the ghost

But tonight, I'll type it out again

Pretending you might still hit "send"

Message unsent, but I meant every word

You'll never read what you already heard

And maybe it's better, this way in the end

My heart delivered through a message unsent