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Brushed my teeth at 10:04
Skipped the toast, grabbed keys off the floor
Headphones in, same playlist loop
Sidewalk cracks and cold coffee truth
Passed that mural near the store
The one you said you kinda adored
Didn’t pause, but in my mind
That shade of blue still held the time
It’s not poetic, not profound
Just quiet notes I carry ‘round
Moments small, but they still stay
Folding into everyday
You wouldn’t notice if you passed
But somehow they always last
Slack messages and silent nods
One-click lunches, calendar gods
The sun peeked in around four-ten
Touched my desk, then left again
Evening train, same worn seat
Scrolling memes with aching feet
Laughed at one, alone out loud
Felt kinda dumb, but oddly proud
It’s not poetic, not profound
Just quiet notes I carry ‘round
Moments small, but they still stay
Folding into everyday
You wouldn’t notice if you passed
But somehow they always last
We think we live in highlight reels
But truth is softer, full of feels
Like mugs with chips, or untied shoes
Tiny things we never lose
It’s not poetic, not profound
But these are the threads that stitch me down
To who I am in quiet ways
Living in these passing days
Not a movie, not a scene
Just the space that holds between
