Three seventeen and I'm typing again

Watching the cursor blink like it's waiting on me to be brave

I wrote your name then erased it

Started over, said too much

Saved it to drafts where the truth goes to stay

I won't send it

You won't see how deep this runs

But somewhere in my phone there's a version of me

Who says everything

I got drafts full of love letters you'll never read

Voice memos where I'm crying and I'm saying what I need

Three in the morning honest

The kind I can't take back

So I just hold it in my chest

And save it to drafts

I recorded something yesterday

Just me and the dark and your name on my lips

Played it back and heard somebody desperate

Deleted it before I could let myself slip

But I remember every word though

How I said I'd leave if you asked me to stay

How I'd burn it all public

Just to stop loving you in private this way

I won't send it

You don't need that on your conscience

But somewhere in the cloud there's a confession

That owns me

I got drafts full of love letters you'll never read

Voice memos where I'm breaking and I'm begging you to see

Three in the morning honest

The kind that leaves a mark

So I just swallow all the words

And save it to drafts

I don't even know if you think about me like this

If you're up right now

If you're sleeping fine

I just needed to say it out loud to someone

Even if that someone is just the recording

Maybe one day I'll be brave or I'll be over it

Either way these drafts will be the only proof

That I loved you past the point of saying it

I got drafts full of forevers I can't promise

Voice memos where I'm yours and I'm honest

Three in the morning naked

Nothing left to hide behind

But the sun comes up and I archive it

One more time