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点击复制You talk about the weather
Like it’s some big deal
How the clouds look like a movie
How the cold makes it feel real
You leave your tea half-finished
On my old nightstand
Tracing circles on the tabletop
Like you’re drawing out a plan
Give me all your sweet nothings
All the quiet
Crooked things you say
Every half-thought
Half-laughed promise
That you’ll probably change someday
I don’t need big declarations
I just need you in this space
Filling up the tiny moments
With your sweet nothings to my face
You ramble about nothing
Names of kids we’ll never meet
Tell a story from your childhood
You’ve already told me three times this week
You ask me stupid questions
Just to hear me try
Like
“Would you miss me in another life
Or just walk right by?”
Give me all your sweet nothings
All the quiet
Crooked things you say
Every half-thought
Half-laughed promise
That you’ll probably change someday
I don’t need big declarations
I just need you in this space
Filling up the tiny moments
With your sweet nothings to my face
Maybe this is how it lasts
Not with fireworks
Just breath
Sharing secrets that don’t matter
Till they matter more than the rest
Keep on talking in the dark
Till the morning pulls us through
Every little useless whisper
Feels like proof I’m loved by you
Give me all your sweet nothings
All the quiet
Crooked things you say
Every half-thought
Half-laughed promise
That you’ll probably change someday
I don’t need big declarations
I just need you in this space
Filling up the tiny moments
With your sweet nothings on my face
Sweet nothings in this place