[Verse 1] I keep finding little ghosts of you In the quiet corners of my room. Your shadow’s in the doorway, your voice is in the gloom. I make tea in the cup you loved and it shakes inside my hands — funny how the smallest things still feel like they’re demands. [pre‑Chorus] I tell myself I’m healing, but the truth is never kind. You left your fingerprints on every part of my mind. [Chorus] Now I’m picking up the pieces of you, scattered in everything I do. Every song, every street, every midnight view still leads me back to you. And I don’t know how to let you go when every part of me still holds you close. I’m lost in a love I can’t undo — just picking up the pieces of you. [Verse 2] I walk past the places we once were and the air still tastes like you. Your laughter haunts the pavement, your silence haunts me too. I try to stitch myself together but the seams don’t hold for long — grief keeps pulling at the threads like it knows it still belongs. [Pre‑Chorus] I tell myself I’m stronger, but the mirror disagrees. I’m living in the aftermath of what you took from me. [Chorus 2] Yeah, I’m picking up the pieces of you, but they don’t fit like they used to. And no matter how hard I try to move, I’m still stuck on you. And I don’t know how to say goodbye when you’re the reason I’m still alive. So I’ll just live with this broken view, holding on to the pieces of you. [Bridge] Maybe love was never meant to survive the way we broke. Maybe all the words we swallowed were the ones we should’ve spoke. But I’m here, in the quiet, with the truth I never chose — you were everything I wanted, and the ache is what I hold. [Outro] So I gather what remains of you and place it where my heart once grew. If healing means I lose you too, I’m not sure what I’m meant to do. I’ll keep breathing in this empty room, still living with the pieces of you.
