Lyric

I wrote it once too heavy

Then I made it sound polite

Changed the middle six times over

Till it barely looked like mine

I took your name out slowly

Then I put it back again

Moved the blame into the corner

Like a coat I should not lend

There was one line with a pulse

There was one line that was true

So I watched it for a minute

Then I deleted that one too

Not because I did not feel it

Not because I did not care

But the longer that I shaped it

The less of me was there

The screen went soft

The room stayed still

I had so much to say

And no clean way to build

So I left the box open

With nothing inside

No perfect little version

No careful little lie

I almost sent a person

I almost sent a plea

But silence looked less broken

Than what I made of me

I tried to make it lighter

Then I tried to make it clear

Tried to sound like I was stable

Tried to sound like I was near

Every word became a hallway

Every sentence closed a door

By the time I found the ending

I was not there anymore

So I left the box open

With nothing inside

A cleaner kind of damage

A quieter goodbye

Maybe there is mercy

In a message never sent

Maybe some feelings shrink too much

When they are forced to make sense

Maybe I was tired

Of making pain behave

Maybe empty was the only thing

That did not look ashamed

So I left the box open

With nothing inside

No final explanation

No beautiful revised line

I almost sent the whole truth

I almost made it neat

But silence looked more honest

Than the version made to leave

The cursor kept on blinking

Like it still expected me

But I closed the light around it

And let the message breathe