just bcuz i ain’t talking to him doesn’t mean im not waiting for him..

you’re paused not reaching out but not letting go either. i remember being in that exact space for months.

i know that quiet waiting. like the silence is louder than words. i used to hold on like that too.

i did that too. sat there pretending i moved on while my whole chest was still waiting for a text that never came. made me feel pathetic.