I know I shouldn’t scroll that far
But nights get quiet, so they are
I find the line where we last laughed
Then watch the tone go torn in half
I read our chat again last night
Like looking through a softer fight
The jokes still hit, the rhythm’s there
But now it feels like no one’s there
You used a heart, then switched to none
Like love went gray and then was done
I screenshot lines you used to send
Then swipe away, like that could mend
But memory glows in pixel ink
And makes it harder not to think