typing

Blue room’s on, but I have lost count
I stayed up all night with
Our favourite song
To write a text I keep erasing
Don’t know if I want you or should let you go
I try my best to figure out
“Like you always said, I’m just being me”
Typing in the dawn
Chet Baker in the background
The feelings keep on piling up
It’s filling up the screen
Words straight from my heart
about the good times we spent together
If I were to send this
Would it pull us back again?
We had some lows
But I miss the highs
Endless conversations
made us stay up all night but
Blue dots, I pour out my heart
But don’t know where to start
Scrolling back to days when nothing stayed unread
And nothing stopped you from replying
Typing in the dawn
Chet Baker in the background
The feelings keep on piling up
It’s filling up the screen
Words straight from my heart
about the good times we spent together
If I were to send this
Would it pull us back again?
Still, your name is pinned at the top
Been weeks but we’ve left our chat quiet too long
Like we’re always hesitating
Yeah what would cross your mind if my name showed up?
If I were to send this text…
“I guess we’ll never know”