Thereβs a door in my chest that wonβt shut tight
Your name keeps slipping through at night
We said goodbye but it wouldnβt stay
Like ink that wonβt stop finding its way
I tried to quiet what we began
But truth is louder than any plan
Every road I take bends back to you
Like gravity knows what love should do
Weβre still mid-sentence, still mid-flame
Paused in the middle of a sacred name
Every echo, every scar agrees
Youβre not behind me β youβre in me
Love like this donβt dissolve with time
It goes underground and rewrites the rhyme
Weβre not finished β we just fell between
The lines of what could be
I wore new arms like borrowed coats
Heard new voices, learned new notes
But none of them could hold the weight
Of the frequency we generate
Youβre the answer my body knows
Before the mind even votes
No replacement, no substitute
Just the original root
Weβre still mid-sentence, still mid-flame
Paused in the middle of a sacred name
Every echo, every scar agrees
Youβre not behind me β youβre in me
Love like this donβt dissolve with time
It goes underground and rewrites the rhyme
Weβre not finished β we just fell between
The lines of what could be
If this were wrong it would have died
Not lived this long inside
Real things donβt haunt β they remain
Like constellations after rain
No chase, no claim, no chain β just truth
A straight line running through
Every version of my days
Ends in your gaze
Still mid-sentence, still mid-fire
Still wired to the same old wire
Call it fate or chemistry β
Youβre still home to me
No curtain call, no closing scene
Just breath held in between
Weβre not over β not even close
Weβre just unfinished prose
Not lost
Not late
Just waiting
At the comma, not the end.