Your name lingers where silence meets the pain.
I close my eyes, but you’re still near,
A breath I hold, tangled up in fear.
I thought I’d locked you out for good,
But love, like smoke, never understood.
Memories flicker when the dark aligns,
Burning edges of these frayed lines.
Am I reaching out, or just holding on?
Is this love, or a faded song?
When the past speaks through the seams,
I’m torn between real and what only seems.
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
The room stands still, but my mind runs wild,
Your trace remains in every quiet mile.
I walk through moments set on repeat,
Wandering through the city's empty beat.
I breathe you in with every sigh,
Your memory sings me a sweet goodbye.
But silence only fills the space,
Where love was lost without a trace.
Am I reaching out, or just holding on?
Is this love, or a faded song?
When the past speaks through the seams,
I’m torn between real and what only seems.
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
I thought the rain would wash you away,
But love's a mark that seems to stay.
Am I waking up, or sinking deeper?
Is this memory, or just a fever?
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
I wander through the now and then,
Haunted by the “what could’ve been.”
If I find you on the other side,
Will you pull me back, or let me hide?
Your name lingers where silence meets the pain.
I close my eyes, but you’re still near,
A breath I hold, tangled up in fear.
I thought I’d locked you out for good,
But love, like smoke, never understood.
Memories flicker when the dark aligns,
Burning edges of these frayed lines.
Am I reaching out, or just holding on?
Is this love, or a faded song?
When the past speaks through the seams,
I’m torn between real and what only seems.
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
The room stands still, but my mind runs wild,
Your trace remains in every quiet mile.
I walk through moments set on repeat,
Wandering through the city's empty beat.
I breathe you in with every sigh,
Your memory sings me a sweet goodbye.
But silence only fills the space,
Where love was lost without a trace.
Am I reaching out, or just holding on?
Is this love, or a faded song?
When the past speaks through the seams,
I’m torn between real and what only seems.
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
I thought the rain would wash you away,
But love's a mark that seems to stay.
Am I waking up, or sinking deeper?
Is this memory, or just a fever?
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
I wander through the now and then,
Haunted by the “what could’ve been.”
If I find you on the other side,
Will you pull me back, or let me hide?
Your name lingers where silence meets the pain.
I close my eyes, but you’re still near,
A breath I hold, tangled up in fear.
I thought I’d locked you out for good,
But love, like smoke, never understood.
Memories flicker when the dark aligns,
Burning edges of these frayed lines.
Am I reaching out, or just holding on?
Is this love, or a faded song?
When the past speaks through the seams,
I’m torn between real and what only seems.
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
The room stands still, but my mind runs wild,
Your trace remains in every quiet mile.
I walk through moments set on repeat,
Wandering through the city's empty beat.
I breathe you in with every sigh,
Your memory sings me a sweet goodbye.
But silence only fills the space,
Where love was lost without a trace.
Am I reaching out, or just holding on?
Is this love, or a faded song?
When the past speaks through the seams,
I’m torn between real and what only seems.
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
I thought the rain would wash you away,
But love's a mark that seems to stay.
Am I waking up, or sinking deeper?
Is this memory, or just a fever?
You rise like mist, breaking through the dawn,
Every breath feels like you’re not gone.
I’m slipping slow, where the silence grows,
Falling deeper where the ache still flows.
If I dive, will I find you there?
Or just reflections in the vacant air?
Caught between what I know and feel,
Tell me, love, are you even real?
I wander through the now and then,
Haunted by the “what could’ve been.”
If I find you on the other side,
Will you pull me back, or let me hide?