Still Mid-Sentence

There’s a door in my chest that won’t shut tight
Your name keeps slipping through at night
We said goodbye but it wouldn’t stay
Like ink that won’t 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


We’re still mid-sentence, still mid-flame
Paused in the middle of a sacred name
Every echo, every scar agrees
You’re not behind me — you’re in me

Love like this don’t dissolve with time
It goes underground and rewrites the rhyme
We’re not finished — 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

You’re the answer my body knows
Before the mind even votes
No replacement, no substitute
Just the original root


We’re still mid-sentence, still mid-flame
Paused in the middle of a sacred name
Every echo, every scar agrees
You’re not behind me — you’re in me

Love like this don’t dissolve with time
It goes underground and rewrites the rhyme
We’re not finished — 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 don’t haunt — they remain
Like constellations after rain

No chase, no claim, no chain — 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 —
You’re still home to me

No curtain call, no closing scene
Just breath held in between
We’re not over — not even close
We’re just unfinished prose


Not lost
Not late
Just waiting
At the comma, not the end.

Modern country ballad, 120 BPM, intimate but driving, acoustic guitar, piano, steady drums, warm harmonies, emotional li