She tells herself that a normal girl

Would say things clearly,

Would face the world…

But she… no.

She would take the risk of saying

That she understands what he writes,

She would ask him to come tonight,

They would talk, maybe laugh, maybe drift,

With his album playing in the background,

To see if it’s still worth believing.

But no… she doesn’t want that,

She runs away from reality.

She just loves the way he shapes words,

Like precious objects,

Handled with precision,

With the respect sadness deserves.

He’s beautiful like a silent cry,

Brave like something made of gold,

Trying to heal from his wounds…

And she just watches, saying nothing.

She knows luck is like a shooting star,

You wait forever,

And it disappears in a second.

She wonders, “What’s the point?”

If life is just a long rehearsal

For a play we’ll never perform.

She lets her feelings fade away,

Lost in constant waves of sadness.

And that’s when regret appears —

For never trying,

For never giving him

The breath of air he needed.

Someone else dared.

And he seems to love her.

So she slowly disappears,

Her heart cracking a little each time.

He broke through her shell

Without even trying,

And it overwhelms her…

She’s afraid that with time

Her heart will become dry and brittle,

Like an old forgotten biscuit.

So she writes this song

To stop thinking about him

Like a loop that never ends,

A ghost in her life.

She tells herself it’s better this way,

Even if it still hurts a little,

That emptiness,

That silence between them.

She breathes, lets go,

Leaves the silence,

And gently closes

The door on them both.

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Original lyrics by Lila

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