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Proof You Were Here

ROLUMA

I’m drawn to you, I can’t deny

No reason in the way you smile

The more I feel, the more I stop

My hand before it reaches out

The closer we get, the clearer it feels

There’s a now I don’t want to break

By choosing nothing at all

Some feelings stay protected

The warmth still left in my arms

That alone was enough for me

Nothing taken, no name to claim

But it was real, undeniably

The sweet aftertaste on my lips

I carry it without erasing

Even what we never touched

I believe can still be love

We don’t speak about tomorrow

So today can stay as it is

Even without a next chapter

This moment isn’t a lie

If holding you means losing us

Then maybe this space is the answer

This distance we chose to keep

Might be the truth we needed

The warmth still left in my arms

It hasn’t left my chest behind

Nothing chosen, nothing promised

Still, it felt genuine

The sweet aftertaste on my lips

More certain than memory

Even unfinished feelings

Don’t make my heart dishonest

The warmth still left in my arms

That’s the proof you were here

Somehow I always knew

This beginning was coming

Love doesn’t need to be completed

To be real

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    ROLUMA

  • Composer

    ROLUMA

  • Producer

    ROLUMA

  • Mixing Engineer

    ROLUMA

  • Mastering Engineer

    ROLUMA

  • Keyboards

    ROLUMA

  • Vocals

    ROLUMA

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    Proof You Were Here

    ROLUMA

Attracted, but not taking.
Not deciding the future, not breaking the present.

"Proof You Were Here" is a song about a love that existed without being completed.
The warmth left in one's arms, the sweet aftertaste on the lips -
moments that were real, even without ownership or promises.

This duet blends intimate male and female vocals with Latin jazz, smooth jazz, and R&B influences, creating a warm, twilight atmosphere.
It gently explores the idea that love does not need a conclusion to be true.
A quiet, emotional story told through sound and space.

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