I was twenty when I saw you, in a room full of smoke and light. You had his name around your finger, I had your ghost inside my mind. Five months holding conversations, like a match against my skin. Till I said, “I can’t be near you, if I’m breaking from within”. Then you left for another city, took the air out of the street. I learned your silence like a prayer, I learned to lose without defeat. One month later, party laughter, you came back like sudden rain. Said his love had turned to ashes, then you kissed away my pain. And I thought the war was over, thought the sky had turned to gold. But some dreams are only fire, when you’re standing in the cold. I don’t want you back, but it took me years to know it. I was dying for a love, that only hurt me when I held it. I chased your light through hell, till I found my own way home. I don’t want you back, I just needed to let go. Oh-oh, let go Oh-oh, let go Eight months high above the weather, then you dropped me to the floor. I was lower than December, begging shadows at your door. Six more months, I stayed in orbit, you loved someone, I stayed awake. Then you came back saying, “Save us”, and I called it fate. Funny thing about wanting someone: You think pain means proof. You think waiting means devotion. But sometimes... It just means you forgot yourself. We broke again, but this time softer, no villain, just a closing door. I regretted every silence, you didn’t feel it anymore. So I ran into becoming, built a life without your name. Saw new faces, chased new mornings, stopped romanticizing pain. I don’t want you back and it scares me how I mean it. I was starving for a love, that was never mine to keep. I chased your light through hell, till I found my own way home. I don’t want you back, I just needed to let go. Will it work for you? I can’t swear I know, but don’t you owe yourself. A chance to let go? Let go.
