I tried to keep it steady,
tried to find the words so true,
but one slip in the silence,
and I shattered me and you.
I meant to say I missed you,
meant to show I cared,
but out came something bitter,
words that stripped us bare.
I watched your eyes go distant,
saw the colour drain away,
and in that fragile heartbeat,
you were gone before I’d stay.
If I could take them backward,
if I could press rewind,
I’d cradle every sentence,
and hold the sharpest line.
But words once freed can cut and scar,
and some wounds don’t repair—
I’m left here with the echoes,
of what we almost shared.
Now all that’s left is silence,
a space I cannot fill,
haunted by my clumsy tongue,
and the way it broke my will.
