i think about you, not thinking about me
After the noise had settled
I kept reaching
for conversations
that had already ended
Not because I had something new to say
Because your absence
still answered me
There are rooms
I walk through differently now
Corners that remember you
better than I do
And every version of the future
I try to build
Finds its way back
To your name
I used to think
love was being understood
Now I think
It is carrying someone with you
after they have gone
Not as a wound
As a direction
If there is a distance between us
I would cross it
If there is a silence
I would sit inside it
If there is a door
I would wait beside it
for as long as it takes
Not because I am lost
Because I know where home is
And for all the things
I should have said
The one that remains is simple
I am still here
And if you turned around
You would find me
coming toward you
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