She sits in the quiet
after the lights go out
Hands on her hoodie strings like
they can hold her doubt
City hums in the distance
like a voice that won't explain
And every little silence sounds like
it's calling her name
She tells herself,
"It's fine,
I'm just alone tonight" But loneliness
feels heavy when it gets inside
your mind 'Cause when she's lonely,
her heart turns into smoke
Like it can't remember what it
knows
Like love is a word that
she misread on her own She
wonders if her feelings are real
or just fear
Every time she reaches,
the feeling disappears And her doubtful
heart says "Maybe
you're not meant to be here"
She scrolls through other lives like
they're brighter than hers Wishing she
could borrow courage from the way
they laugh first Every "I'm okay"
is a song with missing parts
And she swears she can hear
her heartbeat searching for a spark
She wants to believe in the
softest kind of truth But hope
feels dangerous
when it's never been proved
'Cause when she's lonely,
her heart turns into smoke
Like it can't remember what it
knows
Like love is a word that
she
misread on her own She wonders
if her feelings are real or
just fear
Every time she reaches,
the feeling disappears And her doubtful
heart says "Maybe
you're not meant to be here"
Maybe it's not love that's gone
Maybe it's just the room getting
cold Maybe she's not broken
Maybe she's still learning how to
hold The tender parts of herself
Without asking them to perform
So when she's lonely,
her heart still turns to smoke
But she pauses,
takes a breath,
and goes "Even if I doubt
it, I don't have to choke"
She'll whisper to her shadow,
"I'm allowed to feel,
not disappear" And her doubtful heart
slowly makes space for something real
Not certainty,
just a light she can reach
Not a goodbye,
just a maybe becoming here