Soft Control

You type fast, I leave you on read. You want clear, I leave it unsaid. I leave it unsaid. Scrolling through my story slate. You react, I let it take the bait. WhatsApp shows that I was there, But I don’t reply, just leave it bare. Every move, like second skin. You think you lead, but I pull you in. But I pull you in. Don’t push, but you come close. You don’t ask, but you still know. Soft control. No hands, no ties. Just a blink and you realign. No commands, no loud display. But somehow you know my way. Ooh, ooh. Soft control. I fade, I stay. Chase silence every day. No signs, no maps to trace. Still, you follow where I space. Ooh, Ooh. Close pics, I don’t react. You play games, I don’t play back. But when I go online, you freeze. Like I own your air, your ease. Last seen, I keep it off. But you still check my stuff. No alerts, but still you check. I’m the ghost you can’t forget. Don’t push, but you come close. You don’t ask, but you still know. Soft control. No hands, no ties. Just a blink and you realign. No commands, no loud display. But somehow you know my way. Ooh, ooh. Soft control. I fade, I stay. Chase silence every day. No signs, no maps to trace. Still, you follow where I space. Ooh, ooh.