i know
“i know there is no us
i've known it long enough
to stop saying it out loud
but knowing
has never stopped the wanting
i know the story
i've lived it once before
i know where the silences grow
into distances
i know how it ends
and still
here i am
hoping you'd be the reason
i was wrong
maybe i am
maybe this is just me
building a home
in a place that won't have me
but maybe
just maybe
we could be different
this time
not the version of us
that fell apart in the quiet
but the one
i've been writing in my head
since the last time
i let you go
i have no hope for us
i want you to know that
i just can't seem to stop
hoping anyway”