It’s different now

I'm starting to see it, change in your eyes,

Like a storm creeping in before the rain.

Your eyes, once warm with that spark,

that pull, Held promises we never said out loud. ….

You looked at me, saw safety and comfort— Even when your heart was racing, scared of the fall.

But you jumped anyway, didn't you?

All in, no net. -

Those nights, you'd skip sleep just to be with me, Talking till dawn, till the world felt small.

You made long days shrink, made me forget all the bad.

But now... now your eyes are different……

A flicker of fear, like you're stuck in a room you can't leave.

Your heart's too big to break mine, so you stay quiet, Letting hints do the talking—clock-watching and rushed goodbyes.

You smile, but it's thin, like you're holding back the truth.

You want great, just not... the great I offer.

Oh, the clock's louder than us now, Ticking down every stolen second.

Used to lose track, tangled up with my hands all over your body…..,,

Now a kiss past ten minutes? ??? It’s Too much, too late, have to to go.

Lucky for you, I'm sharp—I catch the signs. Better at reading rooms than staying in 'em.

To make it easy for your caring heart,

I'll fade out, make it my fault, my choice.

Be the one who walks, so you don't have to.

You won't even feel the weight.

Maybe you think I'm blind, that I don't see The way you glance at your phone, counting down to escape.

Or how you hesitate when I try to hold you,

Like it's a stranger you just met.

At one point, we forgot time—minutes, hours, days— Just us, breathing the same air.

But now it's rationed, like love's on a meter.

And I get it. I really do.

You're kind, so kind it hurts you To say,

“This isn't it”, because it looks perfect from the outside.

You don't want to hurt me, so I'll hurt myself first.

Truth is : I was all in—willing to put everything on the line.

Could've seen forever if you'd just wanted me back. But your eyes say otherwise, and I'm not one to beg.

Oh, the clock's louder than us now, Ticking down every stolen second.

Used to lose track, tangled up with my hands all over your body…..

Now a kiss past ten minutes? ??? It is Too much, too late, have to to go.

Lucky for you, I'm sharp—I catch the signs. Better at reading rooms than staying in 'em.

So I'll pack up quiet, leave no trace, no blame. You'll think I gave up easy—that’s ok.

At least I'll know... I was ready for you.

Even if you weren't for me.

Clock's louder than us now, every kiss just a countdown. Lost in your arms once—now I'm counting losses out loud. I'll drift off, play the villain, let the story end clean. This isn’t your fault and know I will be ok... I promise.