[Intro — whispered harmony + faint guitar strum]
Mmm…
I can still hear you in the quiet.
[Verse 1 — tender, confessional]
You left your sweater draped on my old chair,
still smells like yesterday and the weight we shared.
I trace the outline where you used to sleep,
trying not to fall into memories too deep.
Every corner of this room holds a piece of you,
like the way your voice slipped soft when you told the truth.
I said I’m fine, but the lie burns slow—
guess healing moves in shadows I barely know.
[Pre-Chorus — small rise, breathy falsetto]
I keep the lights low,
’cause the dark feels closer to home.
And I’m learning, slow…
how to let you go.
[Chorus — emotional bloom, stacked falsetto]
But I still reach out in my sleep,
hands searching for a warmth I can’t keep.
Love fades quiet, like a record at the end—
soft and broken, waiting just to spin again.
Yeah, I still whisper your name,
hoping it won’t echo the same.
Guess some goodbyes
take their time.
[Verse 2 — softer, deeper ache]
Your laugh is tucked between my favorite songs,
every melody reminds me where we went wrong.
I replay the moments that felt like gold,
even though they crumble when I try to hold.
I’m learning to breathe through the missing parts,
patching up the cracks in my half-open heart.
Some nights I break, but the morning forgives—
I’m slowly remembering how it feels to live.
[Pre-Chorus — soft glow, like a sigh]
I keep the lights low,
’cause the quiet feels safer to know.
And I’m trying, slow…
to release your ghost.
[Chorus — fuller, emotional lift]
But I still reach out in my sleep,
hands searching for a warmth I can’t keep.
Love fades quiet, like a record at the end—
soft and broken, waiting just to spin again.
Yeah, I still whisper your name,
hoping it won’t echo the same.
Guess some goodbyes
take their time.
[Bridge — minimal, raw, falsetto stack]
Maybe someday it won’t sting this way,
maybe someday I won’t miss you every day.
But tonight I’m caught in the space between—
who we were
and what it means.
[Final Chorus — gentlest version]
I still reach out in my sleep,
though I know you’re a memory I can’t keep.
Love fades quiet, but it leaves a mark—
a tiny glow
in the softest dark.
Yeah, some goodbyes
take their time…
and I’m still learning
how to be fine.
