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A Thousand Whispers by Walter

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A Thousand Whispers

Indie

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We sat at the back of that silent class, Dust on the windows, noon pressed to the glass.
You laughed, slant through the blinds, soft and sharp. I carved your name into the bench by the yard.
Your voice was a song I never dared sing, Afraid the sound would bruise the small things.
So I kept the joke, the loose-lipped friend, A quiet war I could not pretend.
I held the line, breathed low against the tide, Secret, kept like a crooked note inside.
I held it like breath beneath the tide, Too sharp to let live out in open light.
Ten years and a thousand whispers, A thousand whispers.
If I had told you then, by the locker door, Would you have stepped closer or walked out the floor?
I wore my silence like an olive coat, Every button a letter I couldn't quote.
You spoke of girls with a wistful grin, While I learned the map of your jar and chin.
I laughed along, played the scene, the part, But every pause rewound my heart.
Your shoulder brushed mine, the hallway spun small and bright.
I folded that crooked note and hid it from the light.
I held it like breath beneath the tide, Too sharp to let live out in open light.
Ten years and a thousand whispers, A thousand whispers.
You never knew the way your glance could make me keel, How a careless smile would press into my steel.
In crowded rooms our arms would line then fold, I pretended nothing but my fingers told.
I drew your face into every low gray sky, Wrote your name on every page I tried to hide.
Even constellations lost their ordered line, I kept this hunger folded into mine.
If I had said your name right there by the stair, Would the air have broken or would you have cared?
I wrapped my longing in a winter coat, Stitched each thread with words I did not quote.
Ten years and these whispers learned to move slow, You are the pulse I could not let go.
I held it like breath beneath the tide, Too sharp to let live out in open light.
Ten years and a thousand whispers, A thousand whispers.
Now we meet in passing halts, Older eyes, same lanes,
You smile like nothing changed, But my chest replays the trains.
If I tell you now with trembling hands at the locker door,
Will you stay or will the silence be what we were for?
No longer hiding in the past, Dispense this crooked note.
Know this heart has always known your name, Wrote it in the throat.
A thousand whispers, soft as paper, A thousand whispers.