Seconds Slip

same route, same stops…
but it doesn’t feel the same anymore.

maybe it wasn’t the destination
it was how it felt along the way.

same seat, same window…
but something feels missing.

maybe it wasn’t the place
maybe it was the time.

same rides, same place…
but the magic doesn’t stay forever.

it’s still standing there
just without the feeling.

same court, same lines…
but the energy disappeared.

we didn’t lose the place
we lost the moment.

same pages, same place…
but the feeling is gone.

it used to feel alive in silence
now it just feels empty.

same street, same silence…
but it feels colder now.

the lights are still on
just not the same kind of warmth.

Same work…
same night…
but it didn’t feel
this heavy.

Same rain…
same street…
but it used to feel
peaceful.

That mix of excitement and nerves… the night before school always felt different

Those sleepover nights… when time didn’t matter and you never got tired