You fold my shirts Hum while the kettle sighs Ask how I slept I say fine and avert my eyes A name I don't say Sits in the back of my teeth Like steam on the window I trace it Then I sweep it clean This quiet tilt inside my chest Leaning toward a different shore I'm safe here I'm warm here Still I ache for something more I don't wanna want you I don't wanna shake this trust But there's a door in me That opens when it must Your keys in the bowl The soft clatter snaps me back She laughed at my jokes I felt the room lean off its track You ask what I'm thinking I smile and press your hand A truth in my throat That I can't let you understand This quiet tilt inside my chest Leaning toward a different shore I'm safe here I'm warm here Still I ache for something more I don't wanna want you I don't wanna break what we have built But every time her eyes find mine I feel that quiet tilt If I never see your face again Would the current finally rest? Or would I still turn my head In every crowded place Searching for a ghost I never should have let So close?