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点击复制I saw your name on my screen
Too late to pick it up, it seems
Three missed calls and one last text
Said “It’s okay,” but I felt the rest
I almost called you yesterday
Typed “I miss you,” backed away
Is it pride, or just the fear
That what we had won’t reappear?
We keep dancing around the line
Almost close, but never in time
We speak in silence, heavy and true
Still stuck between old and new
Missed calls and maybes
Words we never dared to say
In the spaces we replay
All the love we gave away
Could’ve been, but now it’s ghosts
In echoes only we still know
Holding on to “what if” dreams
And missed calls and maybes
You liked my post at 2am
Is that your way of saying “when”?
I scroll right past, pretend I’m fine
But I still wait for any sign
They say the ones who leave the quietest
Are the ones we feel the loudest
You didn’t slam the door, you just faded
And left me half-explaining
Missed calls and maybes
Living in the in-between
Of what we are and might have been
Of “almost love” and “could’ve seen”
It’s not a heartbreak, not quite whole
But it still echoes in my soul
You’re the name I never delete
Just missed calls and maybes