You said “please” and looked away
Like you meant more than what you say
I nodded slow, but held your gaze
That silence bloomed in quiet haze
Pause after please, like something hung
Words you held back on your tongue
Not a fight, not even deep
Just a feeling we didn’t keep
You didn’t move, but leaned a bit
And I stayed still—every bit of it
You ask so soft, then stall the beat
Like truth is caught beneath your seat
Your voice drops low, your fingers tap
And I hold on, afraid to snap