The quiet hits louder when you’re gone,
Like your name etched in every song.
The bed’s still cold on just one side,
And I fake sleep so I don’t cry.

I held your hand in borrowed time,
While you looked ahead and left me behind.
You moved on like it was breath,
While I’m still choking on what’s left.

They said time heals, but they don’t know
That some hearts beat just to feel low.
And every smile I try to fake
Cracks beneath the love you take.

You said I’d be okay someday,
But I was never built that way.
You were my peace, my steady light
Now I’m just shadows in the night.

You laugh in rooms I’ll never see,
With someone else where I should be.
And I’m still here, dressed in regret,
Trying to relive the night we met.

So I whisper to the empty air,
Tell myself you still might care.
But truth is sharp, it doesn’t bend
You were my always,
I was your end.