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Yeah
Write your name
And I deleted it again

I have a thousand messages
That I never sent you
Words I wrote
When I thought about going back

The cursor is blinking
As if he doubted me
And I was doubting everything
Since you've been gone

I rehearsed a thousand times
How could I talk to you?
But I always stopped
Before you press send

Unsent messages
I keep them in my skin
Why talk to you again?
It would hurt me more than losing

Unsent messages
They're staying with me here
I'm not writing to you because I know
That you won't come back to me

Sometimes I write: I miss you
And I delete it again
Not because I don't feel it
But so as not to bother anyone

I learned that silence
She also knows how to say goodbye
When writing your name
The situation is not changing

It wasn't pride or resentment
It was fear of waking up
To realize it again
That you're no longer here

Unsent messages
I keep them in my skin
Why talk to you again?
It would hurt me more than losing

Unsent messages
They're staying with me here
I'm not writing to you because I know
That you won't come back to me

If you read everything
What I never sent
You would know that I still think about you
Even if I don't call you

Unsent messages
And a: I miss you that stayed with me
Yeah
I didn't send it