Mending Stars

The air feels heavy in an empty room
Even silence carries the weight of truth
I reach for something I can’t hold
Love turns colder when it grows old

I keep begging the night to stay
But morning steals it all away
If forever can’t survive the day
What do we say

Shadows keep reminding me of what I’ve lost
Every heartbeat counting up the cost
If there’s beauty in breaking, then let me fall
I’ve lost it all

Grief has a language I can barely speak
Every word is fragile, every sound is weak
If love was the fire, I’m the ash that remains
Nothing feels the same, nothing feels the same

I trace the outline where your warmth once lay
But the walls don’t answer when I call your name
Time won’t heal, it only bends
Even echoes learn how to end

Maybe we’re all just ghosts of what we thought we’d be
Haunted by the lives we’ll never see
If the stars can burn out, then so can we
But I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe

Grief has a language I can barely speak
Every word is fragile, every sound is weak
If love was the fire, I’m the ash that remains
Nothing feels the same, nothing feels the same

Nothing feels the same
Nothing feels the same