Between Holding On and Letting Go

Verse 1

I smile like I’m standing steady,

but my hands are shaking inside.

I tell myself I’m breathing freely,

yet I’m holding back the tide.

Every word I never sent you

echoes louder in my chest,

I’m caught between what feels like home

and what won’t let me rest.

Pre-Chorus

I don’t need promises or vows,

I don’t need a perfect sign.

I just need to know if the silence

means you’re gone or biding time.

Chorus

I’m standing on a wire of hope and fear,

pulling you close, then pushing you clear.

I want you without losing me,

but I’m tired of fighting who I need to be.

I don’t know how to stay or go,

I just know I feel you even when you don’t show.

I’m breaking slowly, holding tight,

loving you in the quiet fight.

Verse 2

I scroll past proof that you’re still breathing,

like I need to see you’re real.

You look calm, like nothing’s burning,

while I’m drowning in what I feel.

I pretend it doesn’t cut so deep,

that I’m stronger than before,

but wanting you without being wanted

leaves bruises I can’t ignore.

Pre-Chorus

I don’t want a goodbye in disguise,

or a closure dressed as truth.

I just want to know if I’m alone

in the space between me and you.

Chorus

I’m standing on a wire of hope and fear,

pulling you close, then pushing you clear.

I want you without losing me,

but I’m tired of fighting who I need to be.

I don’t know how to stay or go,

I just know I feel you even when you don’t show.

I’m breaking slowly, holding tight,

loving you in the quiet fight.

Bridge

If loving you means disappearing,

I don’t want to fade away.

But if letting go means killing

every truth I’m scared to say…

Then tell me how to breathe again

when every part of me knows—

I don’t want an ending,

I just don’t want to lose myself in the in-between.

Final Chorus

I’m standing on a wire of heart and mind,

trying to leave pieces behind.

I want you, but I need me too,

and I don’t know which one I’ll lose.

So I stay right here in the slow goodbye

that never dares to say its name.

I love you in the quiet fight,

where hope and heartbreak feel the same.

Outro

If you ever feel this pull inside,

know it wasn’t just in my head.

I didn’t want to own your heart—

I just wanted to be met