Rip TA59 pt 2

Intro

I stand here, words heavy, riding on the silence between us

So much left unsaid—wait

(You hear that, right)

Breathing in the haze of what we’ve been, who we were

(Background voices: echo, echo, fade)

Let’s move slow, let the words catch up

I carry the ache of cities awake at four in the morning

Long roads under empty streetlights, memories stalling mid-sentence

(Voices—Did you remember, do you know, are you listening)

I—

Pause

Time doesn’t always heal, not in the way we hope

Sometimes we just carry different shapes of pain

Sometimes the room grows quieter

(Whispers curling up against the wall)

Pause

I say all this because I have to, not because I can

Because letting go is a process that looks nothing like movies

We are complicated, tied by invisible things

(You, in the chair, you in the doorway, you in the echo)

Outro

So if you’re still here with me, listening past the wandering spaces between these words

—thank you

(Background voices: thank you, thank you—not alone, not alone)

Another breath, another night

And maybe—maybe—that’s enough