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The First Cool Night - BeeWaee
I stayed outside after everyone left with someone I had only met that night.
We talked about nothing important,
and somehow that felt nice.
He asked me what I like to listen to, I almost gave your answer instead,
then laughed because I realized I had my own again.
I wasn't looking for anything,
I wasn't trying to forget.
On the first cool night,
I felt something open.
Not love, not yet,
just a little room inside.
On the first cool night,
I didn't compare his smile to yours.
For the first time in a long time,
I just let the moment be mine.
He walked with me to the corner,
then asked if I'd get home alright.
I said,"Yeah, it's not far,"
and meant to say goodnight.
There was no sudden feeling,
no reason to make it more,
but I noticed I was smiling
when I turned toward my door.
Maybe the heart doesn't announce it
when it starts coming back.
On the first cool night,
I felt something open.
Not love, not yet,
just a little room inside.
On the first cool night,
I didn't compare his smile to yours.
For the first time in a long time,
I just let the moment be mine.
I used to think moving on
meant forgetting everything,
but maybe it only means there's space for something else.
I can still remember you
and not belong to yesterday.
Maybe that's enough for now.
Maybe that's okay.
On the first cool night,
September almost here.
I walked the rest of the way alone
and didn't feel alone.
On the first cool night,
I thought about tomorrow,
not because someone was waiting,
just because I wanted warm.
I took my shoes off by the door,
left my bag on the chair,
and went to bed smiling
at nothing in particular.
