( inspo ; nope you're too late I already died from wifiskeleton ) i waited so long the waiting started to feel like who i was. every time my phone lit up my heart stood up too, and every time it wasn’t you something in me sat back down and stayed there. i learned how to shrink my need so it wouldn’t embarrass me. i told myself “they’re busy” until busy sounded like goodbye. by the time you noticed the silence, i had already learned how to live inside it. not comfortably - just permanently. i didn’t die loudly. i didn’t make a mess. i just stopped expecting to be chosen. so when you say my name now it echoes. not because i’m gone .. but you're too late. im already gone but because i stayed too long without being seen. nope. you’re too late. i already died in the space where your reply should’ve been.
