Quiet Hour

I said I needed distance
I said I needed space
But now I lie awake wondering
Why the silence feels heavier
Then anything we ever shared
I miss the way you touched me
Like you weren't sure if you should
Yet somehow you always knew
I wanted you to
I miss the way we flirted
In that soft, secret language
Only we seemed to understand
A smile, a glance, a brush of fingers
That said everything we never dared to say
And now I keep asking myself
If you miss it too
Do you think about those moments
When your hand lingered on mine
Just long enough to make my heart stumble
Do you ever replay it, the way I do
Those almost - kisses
Those almost - confessions
Those almost - us moments
That felt like they could become something more
I'm the one who stepped back
But I can't help wondering
If you felt the shift
If you noticed the distance
If you miss the closeness
as much as I did