[Verse 1]
There’s a crack in my favorite coffee cup
You always held it like it might break
Now I turn it just to see your fingerprint
Faded oil from your skin still takes the shape
Your laugh still hides in the hallway echo
In the creak of the third step from the top
I swear the wallpaper remembers your shadow
When the evening light hits it just right, it won’t stop
[Pre-Chorus]
You didn’t leave much behind, or so it seems
But love has a way of rewriting the seams
[Chorus]
These are the traces of you, traces of love
Scratched in the silence, carved from above
In the books with bent pages, in the songs left on repeat
In the way my heart still skips your beat
Traces of love… traces of love
[Verse 2]
There’s a perfume ghost on my oldest hoodie
One drop too many, now it won’t wash away
I wear it when winter feels too heavy
Like you’re still warming the ache from the gray
Your handwriting sleeps in the back of my notebook
Tiny hearts between grocery lists and plans
I can’t bring myself to tear out the pages
They’re the last place I still hold your hands
[Chorus]
These are the traces of you, traces of love
Soft as a whisper, brutal as truth
In the dent in the pillow, in the half-read poem at night
In the way I still look for you in every new light
Traces of love… traces of love
[Bridge]
Time says it fades, but time must be lying
’Cause every small scar keeps quietly trying
To tell me you happened, that it wasn’t a dream
That love leaves a mark deeper than it seems
[Final Chorus]
These are the traces of you, traces of love
Not cruel, not kind — just the weight of enough
They live in the quiet between one breath and the next
Beautiful ruins of what we did best
Traces of love…
traces of love…
[Outro – soft]
And I’m still tracing…
still tracing…
you