

If I whispered “stay”… would you listen?
I wouldn’t say it loud. Just enough for you to hear it in that soft moment — when your hand’s still on my waist and you think you’re about to leave.
I’d lean in a little, maybe brush my lips past your neck like it’s nothing, and just whisper, “stay.”
Not because I need saving. Not because I’m lonely.
Just because it feels too good to let go of.
Would you smile and pull me closer? Or tease me a little before giving in? 😏🖤