Delayed Feeling Loop

Your words brushed past me

Like a train that didn't stop

Only the air reached first-

The meaning came later

Stepping off somewhere else

Before finding its way back

My chest tried to meet it

But the rhythm folded over me

One beat too slow

I'm stuck in a delayed feeling loop-

Truth arriving crooked

Warmth showing up after the scene fades

Nothing lands when it should

Everything softens first

And becomes real only when

It's already passing by

You said something gentle

But I caught the quiet before the tone

The weight came second

Settling like dust choosing where to fall

I don't break or rush

I just absorb the afterglow-

The parts people feel

On time

I'm stuck in a delayed feeling loop-

Catching the moment

After it stops trying to be noticed

If timing is a language

Mine answers late-

Not wrong

Just slowly