Lyric

You were laughing in that thrift store coat

Found a hole in the sleeve

You just shrugged

Said "it’s character"

I was thinking

This is what forever looks like

Coffee breath

Crooked smile

And a crowded bus home

If this is goodbye

Let it bruise me deep

Let my chest cave in when I try to sleep

I’d rather drown in the ache of losing you

Than live one quiet day where I never loved you

You forgot your book on my kitchen chair

Dog‑eared page where the lovers tried again

Then failed

You always underlined the saddest parts

Said

“happy endings feel like lies in fancy ink”

I’ll fold your sweater on the second shelf

Keep your note on the fridge

Arguing with myself

Every trace of you cuts and it comforts too

I’m stitched to every room because you moved through

Your mother keeps asking if I’m doing fine

I can hear your old ringtone in her tired voice

I tell her I’m eating

That I get some rest

Leave out that I talk to your ghost in my old car

I still set a plate on the table side

Catch my hand halfway when I realize

I’m pouring tea for a silence shaped like you

Every little habit turns the knife again

Right through

Tonight I pass the bar where we first met

Your name in the glass

My breath writes it then disappears

The door guy still nods like he knows our script

But the scene got rewritten with just my footsteps

So I’ll ride this last train to your door in my mind

Watch the stations of our days blur and rewind

When the carriage goes dark and your street is gone from view

I’ll stand in that empty aisle and still reach out for you

You were my best wrong decision and my truest truth

Every scar on my heart signs your name in faint blue

If loving you shattered every simple life I planned

Then let me walk barefoot through the glass again