Lyric

Your name flickers at the edge of thought

Like a street sign that my memory forgot

Classroom lists and train car doors

Chalk dust on the polished floors

Usernames and glowing screens

Scrawled across my in-between

I can see the letters blur

Almost know who they were

But the faces never land

Just a shadow on my hand

Every roll call, every roll of dice

All the almost-voices in my mind

If I said them out loud once again

Would they recognize my name this time?

Half-remembered names in the engine noise

Spinning in the rhythm of the subway’s voice

Half-remembered names on the window glass

Writing down the people that I let pass

Half-remembered names that I mouth in vain

Echo in the corners of my crowded brain

Folders full of photos I don’t open

Group chats that I never scroll

Tiny avatars and tiny moments

Stacking like a shaky wall

There were secrets we once shared

On a bench we never claimed

Now it’s only bits of sound

Falling where I can’t reach down

Every message that I didn’t send

Every nickname hanging at the edge

If I write them on the sky tonight

Will they fade or will they stay alight?

Half-remembered names in the engine noise

Spinning in the rhythm of the subway’s voice

Half-remembered names on the window glass

Writing down the people that I let pass

Half-remembered names that I mouth in vain

Echo in the corners of my crowded brain

Maybe I don’t need the perfect picture

Maybe fragments are enough

Little pieces of the ones I lost

Stitched into the way I love

If I meet them somewhere else someday

Under unfamiliar light

Maybe we won’t know each other’s names

But still feel like we’re aligned

Every almost etched across my skin

Beats along with everywhere I’ve been

I can let the letters drift away

Keep the feeling that they left behind

Half-remembered names in the engine noise

Turning into rhythm I can call my own voice

Half-remembered names on the window glass

Blessing every distance that I had to pass

Half-remembered names that I don’t reclaim

Burn a quiet constellation in my brain

Your name flickers at the edge of thought

I don’t say it, but I feel it like a spark