I don’t want this moment to end, ’Cause when it does, you fade like breath in winter wind. Your voice echoes in the quiet places where all the broken memories learned to live. Tears I swore had dried return, Old wounds whisper, letting them burn. If I’m not careful, I’ll fall apart again, Slip into the shadows where your echo lives. But endings come for everything we love, No matter how tightly we hold on. So I’ll let you go with trembling hands, And keep you safe where time can’t touch. Where goodbye live. There’s a beauty in things that don’t last, Fragile moments shattered like stained glass. Maybe we were never meant to stay, Just a flicker in the dark, already fading away. Night reminds me: nothing’s built to stay, And some ghosts remain because we let them stay. If I’m not careful, I’ll drown in what was, Chasing shadows instead of learning to breathe. But every ending carves its name in us, Even when silence is all that’s left to speak. So I’ll stop resisting the fall of the end, And let you live where you’ll never fade. Where goodbye live. Maybe loss isn’t empty, Maybe it’s proof something mattered. Maybe pain is just love With nowhere left to go. If I break again, I’ll break softer this time, With the grace of someone who finally understands. Not everything stays, not everything should. And not every wound needs reopening again. So goodbye, but never erased. I’ll meet you where the past still breathes, In the quiet room where you survive: Where goodbye live.
