Pride we hold back to back by Mio Phase

Cold coffee — dissolving a crescent moon My fingertips trace the rim of the cup Four letters spelling “I’m sorry” Caught somewhere in my throat Only the clock hands rush through the night “Right” and “wrong” — just hollow excuses Losing to ourselves, we drift apart In the margin left by goodbye I almost wrote it down — “If I say I love you, it all would collapse into nothing” Back-to-back, our pride We couldn’t strip it away Two of us fading into the city wind The sound of keys — piercing my ears Matching shirts left scattered behind “Do whatever you want,” The words I threw at you Were the ones I least meant to say Thinking I’d find a reason to hold you back On the other side of the door I keep counting your footsteps In the margin of goodbye — a lie I left behind If I say “I love you” Everything would fall apart Back-to-back, our pride We couldn’t cast it off Two of us dissolving into the city air