i’ve found voice messages scrolling through our old text threads
they sound like music to my ears
it feels like poison to my head
and i’ll keep listening
cs i miss when it felt like our story would never end
it makes me wanna type that “i miss you” text
contemplate hitting send
i feel ashamed
but i crave the sweetness in your tone again
and even though it tears me apart, it makes me whole again
i wonder if you’ll ever be home again
there’s nothing wrong with trying again
you’ve given second chances to worse men
but if we’ll never be that way, i’ll resort to old voice messages
they sound like music to my ears
it feels like poison to my head
and i’ll keep listening
cs i miss when it felt like our story would never end
it makes me wanna type that “i miss you” text
contemplate hitting send
i feel ashamed
but i crave the sweetness in your tone again
and even though it tears me apart, it makes me whole again
i wonder if you’ll ever be home again
there’s nothing wrong with trying again
you’ve given second chances to worse men
but if we’ll never be that way, i’ll resort to old voice messages