“A pause that never ends”

It began between your silence and my almost-words, a moment stretched thin until it learned how to last. Time kept moving elsewhere. People laughed, clocks argued, days stacked neatly on each other, but I stayed in the space where you stopped looking back. The pause grew roots. It filled the room with echoes— things we didn’t say still speaking louder than anything we ever did. I learned how to live inside unfinished moments, how to breathe without release, how to wait without expecting an answer. Even now, I stand on the edge of that second, wondering if it will ever end— Or it if has quietly become everything i am