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You hold the door for me, a gentle bow
I say"thank you" low, we both know now
We take our seats across an even floor
And mind the gap that wasn't there before
We talk of weather, recipes, and bills
Your laughter comes on cue, a practiced skill
I nod along as if the words can soothe
But everything is brittle, nothing smooth
You pass the salt across a silent table
I set the napkin down, my hands are stable
It's twice as lonely when we're both awake
A kind of quiet that we're afraid to break
You pass the salt across a silent table
I set the napkin down, my hands are stable
This kindness feels like winter in July
A shelter made of walls we don't deny
We talk of weather, recipes, and bills
Your laughter comes on cue, a practiced skill
I nod along as if the words can soothe
But everything is brittle, nothing smooth
You pass the salt across a silent table
I set the napkin down, my hands are stable
It's twice as lonely when we're both awake
A kind of quiet that we're afraid to break
You pass the salt across a silent table
I set the napkin down, my hands are stable
This kindness feels like winter in July
A shelter made of walls we don't deny
