You don't call, but you still show up
In thoughts I sip like a bitter cup
You fade in like a late-night song
Too short to stay, but it lingers long
We're close, but we don’t touch
We're fine, but it feels too much
The silence grows with style and grace
You’re gone, but you leave a trace
Cool distance — warm enough to stay
But cold enough to drift away
You don't leave, but you don’t arrive
We survive, but don’t feel alive
Cool distance — that’s our line
We meet where the light gets thin
Where feelings start, but don’t begin
You say just enough to mean
But never more than what’s unseen
No fights, no loud goodbyes
Just polite space and filtered eyes
You’re in reach, but never near
Like a whisper I can hear
Cool distance — warm enough to stay
But cold enough to drift away
You don't leave, but you don’t arrive
We survive, but don’t feel alive
Cool distance — that’s our line
If we spoke, would it fall apart?
Or would we finally hear the heart?
But you like it here, vague and smooth
Where we don’t gain, but we don’t lose
Cool distance — warm enough to stay
But cold enough to drift away
You don’t leave, but you don’t arrive
We survive, but don’t feel alive
Cool distance — where we hide