Loving you feels like a promise
That I’d only half keep at best
So I stay your almost
Your “call me when you’re home”
I love you at a distance, like that’s safer than being known
I can’t risk you seeing how dark it gets in my room
So I won’t be the boy you bet your soft eyes on
I’ll be the quiet choice who loves you, then is gone
I’d hold you, then I’d spiral; lock you out, then beg you back
You deserve a steady shoreline, not this mind that always cracks
So I stay your almost, your “text me when you land”
I love you from the back row, head buried in my hands
I can’t risk you bleeding on the edges of my moods
So I won’t be the boy you build your future on
I’ll be the quiet choice who loves you, then is gone
I’m scared of all my weathers, of the days I can’t get dressed
Loving you feels like a promise that I’d only half keep at best
So I stay your almost, your “tell me when you’re safe”
I love you in the silence, in the spaces I erase
You’re crying through the speaker, and I’m crying out of view
I won’t be the boy who breaks you just by staying
So I’ll be the one, who breaks us by not risking