There is a fragile beauty in the way you are gone There is an absurd pleasure in the way you left There is a broken soul who used to find peace with you And there is an empty voice which used to sing your name like a song to the stars
It is funny how things change How your name lies strangely on the tip of my tongue How I absorb every single letter to find the hidden secret to why your name was so familiar once like a soulmate to mine but now fades away with your face and the peace it promised
But I can’t stop I can’t stop repeating your name every night like a goodnight story to scare the ghosts inside my chest and your spirit which stayed and still dances under the moonlight I still scream your name in my head until it feels like you again